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Philadelphia,  May  24th,  1787. 

The  Synod  of  New-York  and 
Philadelphia  did  allow  Dr.  Watts's 
Imitation  of  David's  Pfalms,  as  re  - 
vifed  by  Mr.  Barlow,  to  be  lung  in 
the  Churches  and  Families  under 
their  care. 

Extra&ed  from  the  records  of  Synod,  by 

GEORGE  DUFFIELD,  D.  D. 

Stated  Clerk •  of Synod. 


To  the    READER. 

IT  is  acknowledged  by  the  be  ft  judges  of 
the  Sacred  Text,  that  the  Book  of  rf alms, 
in  Us  original  drefs,  is  a  rolleflion  of  the  moft 
elevated  lime  Competitions  that  are 

rid  in  any  \    ;  and  it  has  been 

■  lamented,  that  Jo  much  of  the  piety, 
poetic  excellence  of  the  origin- 
as  been  loft  in  ail  the  attempts  that  have 
made  to  give  us  a  ]i;eral  translation 
in  Englijh  verfe :  Manx  Chriftians  have 
to  fee  the  fub fiance  of  this  ex- 
Lion  chat  red  in  language  more 
to  the  brighter  d  if  cover  ies  of  the 
fate  of  the  Chrifitan  Wor- 
;  that  they  may  be  fung  with  under- 
tion,  and  thereby  contribute 
tion  and  improvement  of  the 
7  temper. — This  has  been  happily 
executed  by  the  learned  and  pious  Dr.  Waits, 
the  Pfalms  which  he  omitted  have  been 
JuppUed  by  Mr.  Bar  low }  nearly  in  the  fame 
I  all  heal  references,  which 
.  -id  in  Dr.  Watts* s  Imitation,  have 
been  ca\ .  tered,  fo  as  to  render  the 

competition  better  adapted  to  the  circum- 
ces  of  Chriftians  in  every  country. 


T    II     E 

PSALMS  of  DAVID 

IMITATED  IN  THE  LANGUAGE  OF  THE 

NEW  TESTAMENT. 


PSALM   i.     Cornmon"  Metre. 

The  way  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  the 

i  T>  LF.SS'D  is  the  man  who  ihuns  the  plfcce 
.O  Where  finners  love  to  meet ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways 
And  hates  the  fcofFer's  feat  ; 

i  Bat  in  the  ftatutes  of  the  Lord 
lias  placed  his  cl  « /  delight ; 
By  dav  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night, 

[3  He,  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind 
By  living  waters  let, 
Safe  from  the  ilorms  and  blafting  windj 

Enjoys  a  peaceful  ilate.J 

4  Greene  the  leaf,  arid  ever  fair, 

Shall  his  prqfefRoo  'hire  ; 
While  fruits  of  holineis  ap 
Like  cluilers  on  the  vise. 

5  Not  foth' impious  and  u  ijyft  5 

What  vain  defigris  they  form  1 
Tiieir  hopes  are  blown  away  like  cvi:, 
Or  chafF,  before  the  i'torm. 


6  P    S    A    L    M      I. 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  fhall  not  ftand 

Among  the  Tons  of  grace, 
When  Chrift,  the  Judge,  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  faints  a  place. 

7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 

His  heart  approves  it  well ; 
But  crooked  ways  of  finners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

PSALM  i.    Short  Metre. 
"The  Saint  happy — the  Shiner  miferabk. 

1  r~F,HE  man  is  everblefs'd 

X    Who  fliuns  the  hnner's  ways, 
Among  their  councils  never  ftands, 
Nor  takes  the  fcorner's  place. 
i  Eur  makes  the  law  of  God 
His  iludy  and  delight, 
Amidlt  the  labors  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

2  He  like  a  tree  fhall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root : 

i  as  the  leaf  his  name  fhall  live, 
His  works  are  heav'nly  fruit. 

4  Not  fo  th*  ungodly  race, 

They  no  fuch  blefliDgs  find  : 
Their  !  opes  ihaii  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  ftand 

Before  that  judgment-feat, 

re  all  the  faints  at  ChrilVi  right  hand 
In  full  aflembiy  meet  ? 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves, 

7  he  way  the  righteous  go  ; 
But  finners,  and  their  woiks,  iliall  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow. 


P    S    A    L    M      II.  7 

PSALM  i.    Long  Metre. 

difference  between  the  righteous  and  the  wicked. 

i  TLJAPPYthe  man,  whole  cautious  feet 
■^  Shun  the  broad  v/ay  that  fmners  go, 
Who  hates  the  place  where  Atheiits  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  fcoffers  do. 

a  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 
Amongft  the  ftatutes  of  the  Lord: 
And  fpends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
With  pleafure,  pond' ring  o'er  the  word. 

S  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  ftreams, 
Shall  flouriih  in  immortal  green  ; 
And  Heav'n  will  fhine  with  kindefl  beams 
On  ev'ry  work  his  hands  begin. 

$  But  finners  find  their  counfels  crofs'd  ; 
As  chaff  before  the  tempeft  flies, 
So  (hall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  loft, 
When  the  lait  trumpet  (hakes  the  (kies. 

5  In  vain  the  rebel  feeks  to  Hand 

In  judgment  with  the  pious  race; 
The  dreadful  judge,  with  ilern  command, 
Divides  him  to  a  diff'rent  place. 

6  "  Straight  is  the  way  my  faints  have  trod, 

"  I  blefs'  d  the  path,  and  drew  it  plain, 

*  But  you  would  chooie  the  crooked  road  ; 

"  And  down  it  leads  to  endlefs  pain.;, 

PSALM   z.    Short  Metre. 

Tranflated  according  to  the  divine  pattern. 

Ads  iv.  24  &c. 

Chriji  dying,  rifing,  interceding,  and  reigning.^ 

£i  fkij  AKER  and  fov'reign  Lord 

1  A  Of  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 


8  PSALM      II. 

a  The  things  fo  long  foretold 
By  David,  are  fulfill  d', 
When  jews  and  Gentiles  join  to  /lay 
Jefus,  thine  holy  child,  j 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 

And  Jews  with  one  accord, 

Bend  all  their  counkls  to  deflroy 

'1  h'  Anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 

To  form  a  vain  defign  ; 
Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  unite, 
Againft  his  Chriit  they  join. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rag*, 

And  will  fuppoit  his  thione  ; 
He  that  hath,  rais'd  him  from  the  dead 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

PAUSE. 

6  Now  he's  afcended  high, 

To  rule  the  fubject  earth  ; 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly  birth. 

7  Beneath  his  fbv'reign  fway 

'•  ne  Gentile  nations  bend; 
Far  a:-  the  world's  remoteft  bounds 
His  kingdom  mall  extend. 

3  The  nations  that  rebel 
Muft  kd  his  iron  rod  ; 
He'll  vindicate  thofe  honors  v/db 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  Go 

fo  Be  wife,  ye  rulers,  now, 

.  worfhip  at  his  throne; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people,  bow 
Go(i'o  exalted  Son. 

io  If  once  his  wrath  arife 
Ye  perifh  on  the  place  ; 
Then  blefied  is  the  foil!  that  flies 
iror  refuge  to  his  grace.] 


PSALM      II. 

PSALM    2.    Common  Metre. 


W 


"HY  did  the  nations  join  to  day 
The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ? 
Why  did  thev  call  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  goipel  down, 
a  The  Lord,  that  fits  above  the  dries, 
Derides  their  rage  below. 
He  fpeaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes, 
And  ftrikes  their  fpirits  through. 

3  "  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 

"  And  raife  him  from  the  dead  ; 
"  I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
"  And  wide  his  kingdom  fpread. 

4  "  Afk  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

"  The  outmoft  heathen  lands  ; 
"  Thy  rod  of  iron  (hail  deilroy 
"  The  rebel  that  withftands.." 

5  Be  wife,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth, 

Obey  th'  anointed  Lord  ; 
Adore  the  King  of  heav'nly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

6  With  humble  love  addrefs  his  throne  % 

For  if  he  frown  ye  die ; 
Thole  are  fecure,  and  thofe  alone, 
Who  on  his  grace  rely. 

PSALM   z.    Long  Metre. 

Ckriffs  death,  rzfurreftion  and  afcenfiam. 

i  TTTHY  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  ? 
VV     The  Romans  why  their  fwords  employ 
Againft  the  Lord  ?  their  powers  engage 
tiis  dear  Anointed  to  destroy  ? 
A  a 


,0  P    S    A    L    M      IT. 

\  "  Come,  let  as  break  his  bands,  they  fay  5 
"  This  man  (hall  never  give  us  laws :" 
And  thus  the^  call  his  yoke  away, 
And  nail'd  the  monarch  to  the  crofs. 

5  Eut  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 

Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controuls  ; 
He'll  fmite  their  heart  with  inward  pains, 
And  fpeak  in  thunder  to  their  fouls. 
4  "  I  will  maintain  the  King  I  made 
M  On  Zion's  everlafting  hill, 
"  My  hand  fliall  bring  him  from  the  dead, 
"  And  he  (hall  ftand  your  fov'reign  fti'l." 

is  wond'rous  riling  from  the  earth 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heav'nly  birth  : 
"  This  day  have  1  begot  my  Son. 
>  "  Afeend,  my  Son,  to  my  right  hand, 
"   i  here  thou  flialt  ail  ftow 

"  The  utrnoit  bounds  of  heathen  lands  ; 
"  To  thee  their  fuppliant  tribes  ihall  bow.''] 

PAUSE. 

f  But  nations  that  re  nit  his  grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  his  liked  rod  ; 
His  arm  /hall  crufh  th'  impious  race 
That  dare  provoke  th'  avenging  God.. 

!  Now  ye  that  fit  on  earthly  thrones, 

Be  wife,  and  ferve  the  Loid,  the  Lamb  ; 
Now  to  his  feet  fubmit  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his.  name. 

1  With  humble  love  acdrefs  the  5 
Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  ; 

lis  wrath*  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown, 
His  love  gives  life  above  the  iky. 

o  His  {forms  fliall  quell  ihe  ftubbbrn  foe, 
And  fink  his  honors  in  the  duft: 

v  j he  fouls  their  God  that  know, 
And  make  his  grace  their  only  truit. 


PSALM      III.  ii 

PSALM  3.    Common  Metre. 

Doubts  and  fears  fupprejfed ;  or,   God  our  defence 
from  Jin  and  fat  an. 

1  T\/TY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  ! 
1V1  How  fall  my  foes  increaie  ! 
Confpiring  my  eternal  death, 
They  break,  my  pretent  peace, 

a  The  lying  tempter  would  perfuade 
There's  no  relief  in  Heav'n, 
And  all  my  growing  fins  appear 
Too  great  to  be  forgiv'n. 

3  But  thou,  my  glory,  and  my  ftrength, 
Shalt  an  the  tempter  tread, 
Shalt  filence  all  my  threat'ning  guilt, 
And  raife  my  drooping  head. 

\_ 4  I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  hill 
He  bow'd  a  lifl  ning  ear  ; 
I  call'd,  my  Father,  and  my  God, 
And  he  fubdu'd  my  fear. 

5  He  flied  foft  {lumbers  on  mine  eyes, 

In  fpite  of  all  my  foes ; 
I  woke,  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace 
That  guarded  my  repofe.] 

6  What  though  the  hofls  of  Death  and  Hell, 

£11  arm'd,  p.gainft  me  flood; 
Terrors  no  more  (hall  make  my  foul; 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glcry  fing; 
My  God  has  broke  the  jferoent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  loir  his  fHng. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

arm  alone  can  fave  ? 

Blefiings  attend  thy  people  here, 

And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 


if  PSALM      III. 

P  S  A  L  M  3.  ver.  7,  2.  3,4,5,  8.  Long  Metrt, 

A  morning  pfahu. 

1  f~\  LORD,  how  many  are  my  foes 
KJ  In  this  weak  ftate  of  fle/h  and  blood? 
My  peace  they  daily  difcompofe, 
But  my  d  d  hope  is  I 

1  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  J  rais'd  an  evening  cry; 
Thou  heard'fr  when  I  began  to  pn 
And  thine  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heav'nly  aid, 

I  laid  me  down,  and  flept  fecurc; 
Not  death  fhoul  my  heart  afraid, 

Though  I  ihould  wake  and  rile  no  more. 

4  But  God  furlainrd  me  all  the  night, 

Salvation  doth  to  God  belong" 
He  rais'd  my  head  to  ice  the  light, 

And  makes  his  praife  my  Cong, 

PSAL  M  4.  ver.  1,2,3    fT*  6,  7.   Long  Metre. 

'ng  of 'prayer  ;  or,  Go  J  our  portion,  and Chrijl 
our  hope. 

1  /~\  GOD  of  grace  and  righteoufnefs, 

v>   Rear  and  attend  when  I  complain; 
Thou  hail  enlarg'd  me  in  difrrefr., 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

%  Ye  fons  of  men,  in  vain  ye  ti  f 
To  turn  my  glory  into  ihame  ; 
How  long  will  icofFers  love  to  lie, 

And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name  ^ 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  faints 
From  a'l  the  t.ibes  of  men  befide  ; 
He  hears  and  pities  their  complaint?, 
for  the  dear  fake  of  Chiifl  that  died, 


P    S    A    L    M      IV. 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  hare  done 

A  thouf'md  works  of  righteouihei's, 
We  put  oui  trull  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  many  lay 

"  Who  will  bellow  lome  earthly  goodr" 
But,  Lord,  thv  light  and  love  we  pray; 
Oui  fouls  deiire  this  heavYdy  rood. 

6  Then  fliall  mv  cheerful  powers  rejoice 
At  grace  divine,  and  love  fo  great, 


V*k 


or  win  Uharige  my  happy  cho.ee 
For  all  their  wealth  and  boailed  ftate. 


P  S  AL  M  4.  ver.  3.  4,  c,  8.     Common  Mef« 

An  evening pfa'm. 

1  T    ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  prayj 
JLj  I  am  for  ever  thine  ; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  care  to  (in. 

a  And  while  I  reft  my  weary  head, 
From  cares  and  bus'nefs  free, 
'Tis  fweet  converting  on  my  bed 
With  my  cwn  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  ev'ningfacrifice  ; 

And  when  mv  work  is  done, 
Great  God.  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peac^ 

I  li  give  mine  eyes  to  fieep  ; 
1  hint:  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  (lumbers  keep. 


i4  P    S    A    L    M      V. 

P   S   A  L   M    5.     Common  Metre. 

For  the  Lord's  day  morning. 

1  T    ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  malt  hear, 
-L*  My  voice  afcending  high ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

1  Up  to  the  hills  where  Chriir.  is  gone 
To  plead  for  all  his  faints, 
Prefenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  longs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  fight 

The  wicked  mall  not  ftand; 

Sinners  mall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  houfe  will  I  refort, 

To  rafle  thy  mercies  there; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
blip  in  thy  ie,ir. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteoufnefg J 

Make  every  path  of  duty  fcraight, 
xund  plain  before  my  face. 

p  a  use. 

6  Mv  watchrul  enemies  combine 

To  tempt  mv  feet  aflray; 
The;  flat  er  with  a  bafe  defign, 
To  make  my  foul  their  prey. 

7  Lord,  crnm  *he  ferpent  in  the  duft, 

s  nd  all  his  plots  deftroy  ; 
While  thofe  that  in  thy  mercy  truft, 
For  ever  fhout  for  joy. 

8  The  nien  that  love  and  fear  thy  name, 

■i  fee  their  hop-s  fulflliM: 
The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
With  favor  as  a  fineld. 


P    S    A    L    M      VI.  15 

PSALM    6.     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  inficknefs;  or,  Difeafes  healed, 

1  TN  anger,  Lord,  do  not  chaftife, 
J.  Withdraw  the  dreadful  ftcim, 
Kor  let  thine  awful  wrath  anle 
Againft  a  feeble  worm. 

2,  My  foul  bow'd  down  with  heavy  cares, 
My  flefh  with  pain  oppreisM, 
My  couch  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 
My  tears  forbid  my  reft. 

5  Sorrow  and  grief  wear  out  my  days; 
1  wafte  the  night  with  cries, 
And  count  the  minutes  as  they  pafs, 
'Till  the  flow  morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  ftill  tormented  more? 

My  eyes  confum'd  with  grief? 
How  long,  my  God,  how  long,  before 
Thine  hand  affords  relief? 

5  He  hears  his  mourning  children  fpeak, 

He  pities  all  our  groans, 
He  faves  us  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 

£  The  virtue  of  his  fev'reign  word 
Reftores  our  fainting  breath; 
For  filent  graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 

PSALMS.       Long  Metre. 

Temptations  in  Jurhnefi  overcome, 

1  T    ORD,  I  can  fuffer  tb  y 
-L*  When  thou  v/ith  kinc  -  chaftife  j 

.But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  againft  me  rife  i 


16  PSALM    VII. 

,  a  Pity  my  lar>guift>ing  eftate, 

And  eafe  the  furrows  that  I  feel, 
The  wounds  thine  heavy  hand  bath  madf, 
O  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal! 

3  See  how  in  f  ghs  I  pafs  my  days, 

A.fid  wafte  in  groans  the  weary  night: 
My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears; 
JVIy  grief  confumes  and  dims  my  fight. 

4  Look  how  the  powers  of  nature  mourn! 

How  long,  almighty  God,  how  long? 
When  (hall  thine  hour  of  grace  return? 
When  (hall  I  make  thy  grace  my  fong? 

5  I  feel  my  fiefh  fo  near  the  grave, 

My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair; 
Bat  graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  duft  and  filence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  tempters,  from  my  foul, 

And  all  defpairing  thoughts  depart; 
Mv  God,  who  hears  my  humble  mean, 
:  eafe  my  flefli,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

P  S  A  L  M  7.     Common  Metre. 

God's  care  of  his  people*  and  punijhment  qfperje* 

cuter s. 

1  TVTY  truft  is  in  mv  heavenly  Friend, 
iVl  My  hope  in  thee,  mv  God: 
Rife,  and  mv  helplefs  life  defend 
From  thofe  that  feek  ray  blood. 

a  With  infolence  and  fury  they 
My  ;ees  tear, 

As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey 
When  no  deliv'rer's  near. 

3  If  e'er  my  p>  rl\t- 

Or  once  abus'd 
Then  let  then,  rrea  .  &$ 

Ahd  I 


PSALM      VIII. 

4  If  there  be  malice  found  in  me, 

cipg  eyes; 
I  (hould  not  dart  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  afe  my  God  to  rife. 

5  Arife,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 

ride  and  pow'r  controu!; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliv Vance  for  my  foul. 

PAUSE. 

f  6  Let  finners,  and  their  v/icked  rage 
Be  humbled  to  the  daft; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  juft? 

7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins, 

He  will  defend  trT  upright: 
His  fharpeft  arrows  lie  ordains 
Againil  the  fons  of  fpight. 

8  Though  leagu'd  in  guile,  their  malice  fpread 

A  fiiare  before  my  way. 
Their  mifchiefs  on  their  impious  head 
His  vengeance  (hall  repay.] 

9  That  cruel  perfecuting  race 

Mud  feel  his  dreadful  fword": 
Awake,  my  foul,  and  praife  the  grace 
^nd  juitice  of  the  Lord. 


P  S  A  L  M  8.     Short  Metre. 

God's  Sovereignty  and  goddnefi,  and  marts  dominion 
over  the  creatures.* 

1  f~\  LORD-  our  heavenly  king, 
v.7   Thy  name  is  all  divine; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  arefpread, 
And  o'er  the  heav'ns  they  fhine. 


iS  PSALM      VIII. 

a  When  to  thy  works  on  high 
I  r.iife  ray  wond'ring  eyes, 
And  fee  the  moon,  complete  in  light, 
Adorn  the  darkfome  fides. 

3  When  I  furvey  the  ftars, 

And  all  their  mining  forms, 
Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthlefs  thing, 
Akin  to  dull  and  worms? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthlefs  man, 

That  thou  (hould'ft  love  him  fo? 
Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  Lord  of  all  below. 

5  Thine  honors  crown  his  head, 

While  beafts,  like  flaves,  obey, 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings, 
And  fifti  that  cleave  the  fea. 

6  How  rich  thy  bounties  are! 

And  wond'rous  are  thy  ways: 
Of  duft  and  worms  thy  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praife. 

[7  From  mouths  of  feeble  babes 
And  fucklings,  thou  canft  draw 
Surprising  honors  to  thy  name, 
And  ftrike  the  world  with  awe. 

S  O  Lord,  our  heav'nly  king, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  is  fpread 
And  o'er  the  heav'ns  they  mine.] 

PSALMS.     Common  Metre. 

IChrijVs  condefcenfion  and  glorification;   or,  God 
made  mem* 

1 %  r\  LORD,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 
KJ  Is  thine  exalted  name  ? 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  ftate 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 


PSALM     VIII.  19 

i.  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 
The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
And  mining  flars  that  grace  the  fky, 
Thofe  moving  worlds  of  light. 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 

Who  dwells  fo  far  below, 
That  thou  fhould'ft  vifit  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  fo? 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  mould  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  fave  a  dying  worm. 

[5  Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unknown. 
And  men  would  not  adore, 
Behold  obedient  nature  own 
His  Godhead  and  his  pow'r. 

6  The  waves  lay  fpread  beneath  his  feet, 

And  fifti,  at  his  command, 
Bring  their  large  fhoals  to  Peter's  net, 
Bring  tribute  to  his -hand. 

7  Thefe  lefTer  glories  of  the  Son 

Shone  thro'  the  flefnly  cloud; 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  confefs  him  God.] 

%  Let  him  with  majefly  be  crown'd, 
Who  bow'd  his  head  to  death; 
And  his  eternal  honors  found, 
From  all  things  that  have  breath. 

9  Jefus,  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great 
Is  thine  exalted  name ! 
The  glories  of  thy  hcav;nly  ftate, 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 


20  PSALM      VHL 

PSALM    3.    ver.  I,  2.   paraphrafed. 

Fir  ft  part.     Long  I  ' 

The  hofanna  c  'it;  or.  Infants  praifv* 

God, 

1     A  LMI G H T Y  ruler  of  the  f 

J;  A.  Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  fpread, 
And  thine  eternal  glories  rife 

O'er  all  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  have  made. 

%  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 

Their  founding  notes  oi  iJfe; 

And  babes,  with  uninflrucled  tongue, 

Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praile. 

3  Thv  power  afEfts  their  tender  age 

.  Kring  proud  rebels  to  vhe  ground, 
To  ftill  the  bold  blasphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policies  confound. 

4  Children  amiob'c  thy  temple  throng 

To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  face; 
The  Son  of  David  is  their  feng, 
And  loud  hofmnas  fill  the  place. 

5  Thefrown'ng  fcribes  and  angry  priefts 

In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring; 
Revenge  fits  fiJcnt  in  their  hreafrs, 

While  Jevvifh  babes  proclaim  their  king. 

P  S  A  L  M    8.  ver.  3,  &c.  parnphrafed. 

Second  part.     Long  Metre, 

Jldam  and  Chrijl,  lords  of  the  old '^/:d  new  creai'icn, 

1   T    ORD,  what  wis  man  when  made  at  fir  ft, 
JL-j  Adam  the  offtpring  oftheduft, 
1  thou  thoejld'ib  fet  him  and  his  race 
But  juil  below  an  angePs  place? 


PSALM       IX. 

2  That  thou  fhouIcPft  raife  his  nature  fo, 

And  make  him  lord  of  all  below, 
Make  every  bealr.  and  bird  lbbmit, 
And  lay  the  fiihes  at  his  feet. 

3  But  O!  what  brighter  glories  wait 

To  crown  the  fecond  Adam's  ltate-J 
What  honors  (hall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condescended  to  be  born? 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made; 

Behold  him  number'd  with  the  dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  world  from  (in: 
But  he  /hail  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 

The  m  s'ries  tabakJiitend  the  fall, 
New-mad;  and  glorious,  (hall  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  saviour's  feet. 

PSALM   g.     Full  part.  Common  Metre; 

Wrath  and  mercy  from  thejudgrmnt-feat* 

i  TT^ITH  my  whole  heart  I'll  raife  my  fong, 
»  V     Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim; 
Thou  fov'reign  judge  of  right  and  wrong 
Wilt  put  thy  foes  to  mame. 

a  I'll  fing  thy  majeily  and  grace; 
My  God  prepares  his  throne     , 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteuufnefs, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  fhall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  the  poor  opprefs'd; 

To  fave  the  people  of  his  love, 

And  give  the  weary  reft, 

4  The  men  that  know  thy  name  will  truft 

in  thy  abundant  grace: 
For  thou  hair  ne'er  forfook  the  juft, 
Who  humbly  feek  thy  face. 


21 


22  PSALM      IX. 

5  Sing  praifes  to  the  righteous  Lord, 
Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  word, 
Whofe  works  his  grace  fulfil. 


P  S  A  L   M  9.     ver.  12. 

Second  part.      Common  Metre. 

The  nvifdom  and  equity  of  Providence. 

1  TXTHEN  the  great  Judge,  fupreme  and  jufr, 
vv    Shall  once  enquire  for  blood, 
The  humble  fouls  that  mourn  in  dull 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

1  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 
Does  his  own  children  raife; 
In  Zion's  gates,  with  cheerful  breath, 
They  fing  their  Father's  praife. 

3  His  foes  (hall  fall,  with  heedlefs  feet, 

Into  the  pit  they  made ; 
And  finners  perifh  in  the  net 
That  their  own  hands  have  fpreacL 

4  Thus  by  thy  judgment,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  counfels  known; 
When  men  of  mifchief  are  deflrcy'd 
In  fnares  that  were  their  own. 

PAUSE. 

5  The  wicked  mall  fink  down  to  heU; 

Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
That  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 
Againft  thy  known  commands. 

6  Though  faints  to  fore  diftrefs  are  brought; 

And  wait  and  long  complain, 
Their  cries  ihall  never  be  forgot, 
Nor  ihall  their  hopes  be  rain. 


P    S    A    L    M      X.  23 

[7  Rife,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  feat, 
To  judge  and  fave  the  poor; 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  man  prevail  no  more. 

S  Thy  thunder  mail  affright  the  proud, 
And  put  their  hearts  to  pain, 
Make  them  confefs  that  thou  art  God, 
And  they  but  feeble  men. 


P  S  A  L  M  10.     Common  Metre. 

Prayer  heard,  and  faints  fave  d;  or,  Pride,  at  be  if fc 
and  opprejjion  punijhed. 

FOR  A  HUMILIATION  DAY. 

i  TX^HY  doth  the  Lord  depart  fo  far, 
vv    And  why  conceal  his  face, 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  diflrefs.? 

s  Lord,  mail  the  wicked  Hill  deride 
Thy  juftice  and  thy  laws  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  flight  the  righteous  caufe. 

3  They  cafl  thy  judgments  from  their  light, 

And  then  infult  the  poor; 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  height, 
That  they  mail  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  God,  lift  up  thine  hand, 

Attend  our  humble  cry; 
I\o  enemy  mail  dare  to  itand 
When  God  afcends  on  high. 

PAUSE. 

5  Why  do  the  men  or  malice  rage, 

And  fay,  with  foolifh  pride, 
"  The  God  of  heav'n  will  ne'er  engage 
TofightonZion'siide." 


24  P    S     A    L    M      XI. 

6  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord, 

And  pow'rfirl  is  thine  hand, 
As  when  the  heathens  felt  thy  fword, 
And  perifli'd  from  thy  land. 

7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray. 

And  caufe  thine  ear  to  hear; 
Accept  the  vows  thy  children  pay, 
And  free  thy  faints  from  fear. 

$  Proud  tyrants  (hall  no  more  opprefs, 
No  more  defpife  the  juftj 
And  mighty  finners  mall  confefs 
They  are  but  earth  and  duit. 


PSALM    ii.     Long  Metre. 

God  loves  the  righteous^  and  bates  the  iv 

i  TVyTY  refuge  is  the  God  of  love, 
1V1  YVhy  do  my  foes  infuit  and.  cry, 
"  Fly  like  a  tim'rous  trembling  dove, 
"  To  diftarit  woods  and  mountains  fly.M 

2  IT  government  be  once  deilroy'd, 

(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace) 
And  violence  make  juftice  void, 

lere  mail  the  righteous  feekredrels? 

3  The  Lord  in  heav'n  has  fk'd  his  throne, 

His  eye  fufveys  the  worl 
To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known, 
His  eyelids  fearch  our  fpirits  through, 

4  If  he  aiHi&s  his  faints  fo  far, 

To  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace, 
What  may  the  bold  tram*,  fear? 

His  foul  abhors  their  wicked  ways. 

5  On  impious  wretches  he  (hall  rain 

Sulphureous  flames  of  wafting  death, 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 
O:  iodom,  with  his  angry  breath. 


PSALM      XII.  2$ 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  fouls, 
Whofe  thoughts  and  actions  arelincere, 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 
The  men  that  his  own  image  bear. 


P  S  A  L  M  1 2.     Long  Metre. 

The  faints  fafety  and  hops  in  evil  times ;  or,  Sins 
of  -  complained  of  viz.  blafphemy^faW* 

hood,  &c* 

i     A  LM I  GUT  Y  God,  appear  and  fave ! 
-L\  For  vice  and  vanity  prevail: 
The  godly  perifh  in  the  grave, 
The  juil  depart,  the  faithful  fail. 

2  The  whole  dncourfe  when  crowds  are  met 

Is  filPd  with  trifles  loofe  and  vain  •  * 

Their  lips  are  flattery  and  deceit, 
And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  Bat  lips  that  with  deceit  abound 

Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long* 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  flattering  and  biafpheming  tongue. 

4  "  Yet  fhall  our  words  be  free,  they  cry; 

"  Our  tongues  fhall  be  controul'd  by  none* 
Where  is  the  Lord,  will  aik  us  why? 
"  Or  fay  our  lips  are  not  our  own?" 

5  The  Lord,  who  fees  the  poor  opprefs'd, 
™A?d-rhears  ^'^PPreffor's  haughty  ftrain, 
Will  rile  to  give  his  children  reft, 

Nor  mall  they  truft  his  word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  though  often  try'd. 

Void  of  deceit  mail  Ml  appear; 
Not  filver,  fev'n  times  purify'd 
From  drofs  and  mixture,  ihines  fo  clear. 


r 


26  PSALM     XII. 

6  Thy  grace  fhall  in  the  darkeft  hour 
Defend  from  danger  and  furprife  ; 
Though,  when  the  vileft  men  have  pow' 
On  ev'ry  fide  oppreflbrs  rife. 


PSALM    iz„    Common  Metre. 

Complaint  of  a  general  corruptionof manners;  or,  The 
promife  andfigns  ofCkrijVs  coming  to  judgment. 

1  TJTELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail ; 
Religion  lofes  ground  ; 
The  fons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 

v  Their  oaths  and  promifes  they  break, 
Yet  act  the  flatt'rers  part ; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  fpeak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

S  If  we  reprove  fome  hateful  Yiet 
They  fcorn  our  faithful  word : 
a  Are  not  our  lips  our  own,  they  cry, 
"  And  who  mall  be  our  Lord  ?" 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  ev'ry  fide, 

Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Is  rais'd  to  feats  of  pow'r  and  pride, 
And  bears  the  fword  in  vain. 

PAUSE. 

5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 

And  blafphemy  grows  bold, 
When  faith  is  rarely  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  cold  : 

6  Is  not  thy  chariot  haft'ning  on  ? 

Haft  thou  not  given  the  fign  ? 
May  we  not  trult  and  live  upon 
A  promife  fo  divine  ? 


PSALM     XIII.  27 

7  "  Yes,  faith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rife, 

"  And  make  th'  oppreffors  flee; 
"  I  fhall  appear  to  their  furprife, 
"  And  let  my  fervants  free. 

8  Thy  word,  like  filver  fev'n  times  try'd, 

Through  ages  mail  endure; 
The  men  that  in  thy  truth  confide 
Shall  find  thy  promife  Hire. 


PSALM   13.     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  under  the  temptation  of  the  devil. 

1  TTOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face? 
JLJ,  My  God,  how  long  delay? 
When  mall  I  feel  thofe  heav'nly  rays 
That  chafe  my  fears  away? 

%  How  long  fhall  my  poor  lab'ring  foul 
Wreftle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  controul, 
And  eafe  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  prince  of  darknefs  tries 

Ail  his  malicious  arts; 
He  fpreads  a  mill  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  fun,  and  thou  my  fhield, 

My  foul  in  fafety  keep; 
Make  hafte,  before  mine  eyes  arefeai'd 
In  death's  eternal  fleep. 

5  How  woald  the  tempter  boaft  aloud 

Should  I  become  his  prey: 
Behold  the  fons  of  hell  grow  proud 
To  fee  thy  iong  delay. 

6  But  they  (hall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 

And  iatan  hide  his  head; 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 


F 


28  PSALM      XIV. 

7  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fbv'reign  grace 
Whence  all  my  comforts  fori 
I/hall  employ  ifiy  iips  in  praile, 
And  thy  falvation  fing. 

P  S  A  L  M  14.    Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 

By  nature  all  men  areftmwrs. 
1  pOOLs,  in  their  hearts,  believe  and  fay, 
"  That  all  religion's  vain, 
<c  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  the  affairs  of  men." 

1  From  thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane, 
Corrupt  difcourfe  proceeds  ; 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celeftial  throne, 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  that  fought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  juftice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  aftray, 

1  heir  practice  all  the  fame  ; 
There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  hand, 
There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  fpeak  deceit, 

Their  (landers  never  ceafe  ; 
How  fwift  to  mifchief  are  their  feet  1 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 

6  Such  feeds  of  fin  (that  bitter  root) 

In  ev'ry  heart  are  found  ; 
Nor  c:m  they  bear  deviner  fruit, 
'Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 

PSALM  14.    Second  part.    Common  Metre. 
The  folly  of  persecutor t\ 
1     ARE  finners  now  fo  fcnfJefs  grown, 
-£*-    That  they  :he  faints  devour  ? 
And  never  worihip  at  thy  thrc     , 
Nor  fear  thine  awful  pow'r  ? 


1 

PSALM      XV.  *9 

a  Great  God,  appear  to  their  furorife; 
Reveal  th?  dreadful  name; 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  deipiie, 
Nor  turn  our  hope  10  faame. 

3  Doft  thou  not  dwell  among  the  juft? 

And  2s  deride, 

Xhat  7  name  pur  truft 

Great  God,  confound  their  pride. 

4  O  that  the  joyful  day  were  come 

To  finilh  our  diftrets! 
When  God  ftiall  bring  ins  children  home 
Our  flings  (hall  never  ceafe. 

P  S  A  L  M    15.     Common  Metre. 

ifien  of  a  faint,  or  a  citizen  o/Zion;  or,  The 
qualifications  of  a  Ckrijlian, 

1  "\T7"HO  mall  inhabit  in  thy  hill, 
VV     O  God  ofhoiinefs? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throKe  of  grace? 

%  The  man  that  walks  in  pious  ways, 
And  works  with  righteous  hand,; 
That  truits  his  Maker's  promis  "d  grace$ 
And  follows  his  commands. 

I  He  fpeaks  the  meaning  of  his  heart, 
Nor  ilanders  with  his  tongue: 
Will  lcarce  believe  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbor  wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  (inner  he  contemns, 
Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord; 
And  though  to  his  own  hurt  he  fwears^ 
Stall  he  performs  his  word. 


5  P    S    A    L    M      XV. 

His  hands  difdain  a  golden  bribe, 

And  never  wrong  the  poor: 
This  man  (hall  dwell  with  God  on  earth 

And  find  his  heav'n  fecure. 


PSALM   15.    Long  Metre. 

Religion  and  jujllce^goodncfs  and  truth;  or,  Du- 
ties to  God  and  man  ;  or,  The  qualifications  of  a 
Chriflian. 

1  TT7HO  mall  afcend  thy  heav'nly  place, 
W     Great  God  and  dwell  before  thy  face? 
The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below  : 

a  Whofe  hands  are  pure,  whofe  heart  is  clean; 
Whole  lips  ftill  fpeakthe  thing  they  mean; 
No  flanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue: 
He  hates  to  do  his  neighbor  wrong. 

C3  Scarce  will  he  truft  an  ill  report, 
Or  vent  it  to  his  neighbor's  hurt: 
Sinners  of  ftate  he  can  defpife, 

But  faints  are  honor'd  in  his  eyes.]] 

[4  Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  flood, 

And  always  makes  his  promife  good: 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  iwears, 
Whatever  pain  or  lofs  he  bears. ~\ 

[5  He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold; 

And  mourn:  that  juftice  mould  be  fold: 
White  others  fcom  and  wrong  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  ucor.j 

6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 

For  thofe  that  curfe  him  to  his  face; 
And  doth  to  all  men  ftill  the  fame 

That  he  would  hope  or  wifh  from  thera. 


PSALM      XVI. 

7  Yet,  when  his  holieft  works  are  done, 
His  foul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  (hall  fee, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

P  S  A  L  M  1 6.     Firft  part.     Long  Metre. 

Confcjjion  of  our  poverty;  and  faints  the  befl  co??ipa?iy  ; 
or,  Good  works  profit  men,  not  Gad. 

i  pRESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need, 
A     For  fuccour  to  thy  throne  1  flee, 
But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead; 
Mygoodnefs  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

s  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confefs'd 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am: 
My  praife  can  never  make  thee  blefs'd, 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  faints  on  earth  may  reap 

Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do ; 
Thefe  are  the  company  I  keep, 

Thefe  are  the  choicer!  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  chufe  the  fons  of  mirth 

To  give  a  relifh  to  their  wine, 
I  love  the  men  of  heav'nly  birth, 

Whofe  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 

P  S  A  L  M   1 6.     Second  part.     Long  Metre. 

Chrifts  aH-fufiiciency. 

i  TTOW  fair  their  guilt  and  forrov/s  rife, 
XX  Who  hafte  to  feek  fome  idol-god ! 
I  will  not  tafte  their  facrifice, 

Their  ofFrings  of  forbidden  blood, 
a  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
Andiiobler  food  to  live  upon, 
He,  for  my  life,  has  ofFer'd  up 
Jefus,  his  bell-beloved  Son. 


^ 


32  PSALM.      XVI. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feaft; 

By  day  his  counfels  guide  me  right:. 
And  be  his  name  forever  blefs'd 

Who  gives  me  fweet  advfce  by  night. 

4  I  fet  him  {till  before  mine  eyes : 

At  my  right  hand  he  (hinds  prepar'd 
To  keep  my  foul  from  all  furpiize, 
And  be  my  everlafting  guard. 

P  S  A  L  M  1 6.    Third  part.    Long  Metre. 

Courage  in  deathy  and  hope  of  the  refurretiion. 

i  VSyHEN  God  is  nigh,  mv  faith  is  ftrong, 
'  *     His  arm  is  mv  almighty  prop: 
Be  glad,  my  heart,  rejoice,  my  tongue, 
My  dying  flelh  ihali  reft  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dull  1  lay  my  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  foul  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lofa  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  flelli  (hall  thy  firft  call  obey, 

-    Shake  off  the  dull,  and  rife  on  high  ; 
Then  malt  thou  lead  the  wond'rous  way 
Up  to  the  throne  above  the  iky. 

4  There  dreams  ofendlefs  pleafure  flow; 

And  full  difcoveries  of  thy  grace 
(Which  we  but  tailed  here  below) 
Spread  heav'nly  joys  through  all  the  place. 

PSALM  1 6.    v.  i—8.  Tirft  part.  Common  Metre. 

Support  and  coiinfel from  God  without  merit 

i  Q  AVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  ev'ry  [oe; 

O  In  thee  my  truft  I  place, 
Though  all  the  gnod  that  I  can  do 

Can  ns'c.r  dderve  thy  £race; 


PSALM      XVI.  53 

a  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  mv  breath, 
The  faints  mayftill  rejoice, 

The  faints,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
The  people  of  my  choice. 

•3  Let  heathens  to  their  idols  haile, 
And  worfhip  wo#d  orilone; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  call 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  band  provides  my  conilant  food, 
He  (ills  mv  daily  cup; 

Much  am  1  pleas'd  v/uh  prefent  good> 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy; 

His  counfels  are  my  light: 
He  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night, 

6  My  foul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-feeing  eye; 
Nor  death  nor  hell  my  hope  mail  move 
While  fuch  a  friend  is  nigh. 

P  S  A  L  M  16.    Second  part.    Common  Metre- 
The  death  a?:d  refarrettlon  of  ChriftM 

i  <c  T  SET  the  Lord  before  mvface, 
-■-   "  Me  bears  my  courage  up; 
"  My  heart,  mv  tongae  their  joys  exprefs, 
"  My  fiefh  mail  reft  in  hone. 

5.  "  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

k"  Where  fouls  departed  are: 
"  Nor  quit  mv  body  to  the  grav£ 
"  To  fee  corruption  there. 
"  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 
^  "  And  raife  me  to  thy  throne, 
Thv  couvri  immortal  pleaf. sre  give, 
"  Thy  prefence  joys  unknown." 


». '.- 


$4  PSALM      XVIE. 

[4  Thus  in  the  name  of  Chrifl  the  Lord, 
The  holy  David  fung, 
And  providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

5  Jefus,  whom  every  faint  adores, 

Was  crucify'd  and  flain; 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  reflores, 
Behold  he  lives  again. 

6  When  fnall  my  feet  arife  and  fland 

On  hcavVs  eternal  hills? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  fmiles.] 


P  S  A  L  M  17.  ver.  13,  &c.  Short  Metre. 

Portion  of  faints  andjinners;  or,  Hope  and  def pair 

in  death. 

1     A  RTSE,  my  gracious  God, 
J^\-  And  make  the  wicked  flee; 
They  are  but  thy  chaftifing  rod 
T#drive  thy  faints  to  thee. 

%  Behold  the  (inner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain ; 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleafure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

'3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 
And  boaft  of  all  his  ftore; 
The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
My  foul  can  wifli  no  more. 

4  I  (hall  behold  the  face 
Of  my  forgiving  God ; 
And  Hand  complete  in  righteonfnefs, 
Wafh'd  in  my  Saviours  blood. 


PSALM      XVIII, 

There's  a  new  heav'n  begun 
When  I  awake  from  death, 

Dreft  in  the  likenefs  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  breath. 


PSALM   17.     Long  Metre. 


Yhsjinners  portion  and  faints  hope;  or,  The  hea- 
ven of feparate  fouls  1  and  the  refurreflion. 

1  J  ORD,  I  am  thine;  bat  thou  wilt  prove 
"^  My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love: 
When  men  of  fpite  againft  me  join, 
They  are  the  fword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

z  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below; 
'Tis  all  the  happinefs  they  know, 
'Tis  all  they  feek ;  they  take  their  mares.- 
And  leave  the  reft  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  tinners  value,  I  refign: 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine: 
I  mail  behold  thy  blifsful  face, 

And  ftand  complete  in  righteoufnefs. 

4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  mow; 
But  the  bright  world,  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  fubftantial  and  fincere; 
When  mail  I  wake  and  find  me  there? 

5  O  glorious  hour!  Obleft abode! 
I  (hall  be  near,  and  like  my  God; 
And  flefh  and  fin  no  more  controui 
Thefacred  pleafures  of  the  foul. 

6  My  flefh  mall  (lumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  laft  trumpet's  joyful  found: 
Then  burft  the  chains  with  fweet  furprife 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rife. 


26  PSA     L    M      XVIII. 

F  S  A  L  M    18.     vcr.  1—9,  15—18. 

Firft  part.    Long  Metre. 

Deliverance 'from  defpairt  or,  Temptation  over- 
come. 

1  '-pHF.E  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  ftreri'gth, 
-J     My  rock,  my  tower,  my  ;  nCe; 

Tlry  mighty  arm  ftall  be  my  tnn.'t, 
*  For  J  have  found  iaivation  thence. 

a  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Stood  round  me  wit!  mal  (hade, 

While  floods  of  high  temptation  n  fe* 
And  made  my  raid. 

3  I  faw  the  openii  ■  ffv  U 

With  en  '  .  and  ibrrows  tit 

(Which  none  but  they  that  feel  can  tell) 
While  I  was  hurry'd  todefpair. 

4  In  my  diffoefs  !  cail'd  my  God,  _ 

When  I  could  fence  believe  him  mine; 
He  bow'd  lus  ear  to  my  complaint: 
t\0d  prov'd  his  laving  grace  divine. 

C5  With  fpeed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  oil  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode; 
Awful,  and  bright  as  lightening  Ihone 
The  face  of  my  deliverer  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
'.i  he  Waft  of  his  alrhigHty  breath: 
He  fent  falvation  i'vor.i  on 

And  drew  me  from  the  deeps  of  death.] 

j  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 

Much  was  their  ftrength;  and  more  their  rage; 
But  Chrift,  my  Lord,  is  conqu'ror  flill 

la  ail  the  wars  the  proud  uua  wage. 


P    S    A    L    M      XVIII.  37 

t,  My  fong  for  ever  mall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour; 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  pow'r. 


P    S    A    L    M    1 8.     ver.  20— 26. 

Long  Metre,  Second  part. 

Sincerity  prpved  and  rewarded. 

1  T*ORD,  thou  haft  feen  my  fod  fincer?, 
-Ll  Hafl  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear; 
Before  mine  eyes  I  fet  thy  laws, 
And  thou  halt  own'd  my  righteous  caufe. 

i  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  face: 
Or  if  my  fee:  did  e'er  depart, 
Thy  love  reclaim'd  my  wand'ring  heart. 

3  What  fore  temptations  broke  my  red! 
What  wars  and -ftrugglings  in  my  bread! 
Bat  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
I  guard  againr;  my  darling  fin. 

4  That  fin  that  clofe  befets  me  dill, 
That  v/c.  ives  again  11  my  will; 
When  mall  thy  Spirit's  fov'reign  pow'r 
Deftroy  it,  that  it  rife  no  mors 

5  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortal?  their  rewar  i; 
The  kind  and  faithful  ibuls  fliall  find 
A  God  as  faichfai  and  as  kill  i. 

i  And  men  that  love  revenge  shall  know, 
God  hath  an  arm  of  rengeance,  too; 
The  juitand  pui  ;  fh  ill  ever  i*y, 
Tkou  art  iajvc  pure,  giorejud  than  they, 


3*  PSALM      XVIIIi 

PSALM  1 8.    ver.  30,  31 — 34,  35—46,  fcfo 

Third  part.     Long  Metre, 

Rejoicing  in  God;  or,  Salvation  and  triumph.. 

r  TUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
J    Great  Rock  of  my  fecure  abode: 
Who  is  a  God  befide  the  Lord  ? 
Or  where's  a  refuge  like  ©ur  God? 

a  '  Lis  he  that  gircis  me  with  his  might,. 
Gives  me  his  holy  fword  to  wield; 
And  while  with  fin  and  hell  I  fight, 
Spreads  his  falvation  for  my  fhield. 

3  He  lives  and  bleflings  crown  his  reign, 

The  God  of  mv  falvation  lives; 
The  dark  deftgns  of  hell  are  vain, 

While  heavenly  peace  my  Father  gives. 

4  Before  the  fcofFers  of  the  age, 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name, 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 
But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  ffiai 

5  To  David  and  his  royal  feed 

Thy  grace  for  ever  Ihall  extend; 
1  hy  love  to  faints,  in  Chrifl  their  head, 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 


PSALM    18.    Firft  part.    Common  Metre. 
Victory  and  triumph  over  temporal  enemies. 

j  '\A/'E  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
vv    I^ow  is  thine  arm  reveal'd; 
Thou  art  our  ftrength,  our  heav'nly  tow'fy. 
Our  bulwark,  and  our  fhield. 


PSALM      XVIII. 

%  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 
And  find  a  fure  defence; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  falvation  thence. 

3  When  God  our  leader  {nines  in  arms. 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms? 

The  lightening  of  his  fpear? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 

And  angels  in  array, 
In  millions,  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
And,  fv/ift  as  flames  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  difmay'd; 
Kis  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look, 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  gen'rals  for  the  field, 

With  all  their  dreadful  flail; 

Gives  them  his  awful  iword  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  fteel. 

;  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blefs'cf, 
For  his  own  church's  fake: 
The  pow'rs  that  gives  his  people  reft 
Shall  of  his  care  partake. 

PSALM  1 8.  Second  part.  Common  Metre* 

The  conqueror  s  fong. 

1  *~VO  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 

The  triumphs  of  the  day; 
Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  ftrength  away. 

2  'Tis  by  thy  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  pow'rs; 
Or  burn  their  boafted  fleets,  or  fcale 
The  prcudeft  of  their  tow 'is. 


4o  P    S     A    L    M      Xl\. 

2  How  have  we  chas'd  them  thro'  the  fiJd* 
And  trod  them  to  thegfound, 
While  thy  falyation  was  our  fhieid, 
But  they  no  flicker  found  ! 

4  In  vain  to  idol  faints  they  cry, 

And  perifli  in  their  blood  ; 
Where  is  a  rock  {o  great,  fo  higb, 
So  powerful  as  our  God. 

5  The  God  of  Ifrael  ever  lives, 

His  name  be  ever  blefs'd; 
'lis  his  own  arm  the  vicVry  gives, 
And  giyes  his  people  reft. 


PSALM  19.    Fir  ft  part.  Short  Metre, 
The  look  of  Nature  and  Scripts 

FOR  A   LORD'S  DAY  MORNING. 

1  TOEHOLD  the  lofty 

JD  Declares  its  maker  God, 
And  all  the  H  s  on  high 

Proclaim  his  pow'r  abroad. 

a  The  darknefs  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  comic  the  firne; 
While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  ni^ht, 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  ev'ry  difPrent  land 

Their  gen'ral  voice  is  known; 
They  (hew  the  wonders  of  hw  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  Chriftian  lands  rejoice: 

Here  he  reveals  hi  '  \ 

We  are  not  left  to  Nature's  sqxz 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 


PSALM      XIX.  *r 

5  His  ftatntes  and  commands 
Are  fet  before  our  eyes, 
He  puts  his  gofpel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  fal ration  lies. 

C  Bis  laws  are  juft  rnd  pure, 
His  truth  without  deceit, 
His  promifes  for  ever  fure, 
And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  Not  honey  to  the  tafle 

Affords  fo  much  delight; 
Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pafs'd 
So  much  allures  the  fight. 

8  While  of  thy  works  T  fmg, 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  praife,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 


PSALM  19.  Second  part.  Short  Metre. 

God's  word '  moji  excellent ;  or,  Sincerity  and  watch* 
fulnefs. 

FOR  A   LORD'S  DAY  MORNING. 

r  "OETIOLD  the  morning  fun 
-*3  Begins  his  g-orious  way; 
His  beams  tkrough  ail  the  nations  ran* 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

3  But  where  the  gofpel  comes, 
It  fpreads  diviner  light, 
It  calls  dead  finners  from  their  tombs* 
And  gives  the  blind  their  fight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word! 

And  all  thy  judgments  jufc: 
For  ever  fure  thy  promife,  Lord, 
A»d  men  fecurely  trufl. 


4*  PSALM      XIX. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  giv'n? 
O  may  1  never  read  in  vain, 
Bat  find  the  path  to  heav'n ! 

PAUSE. 

5  I  heard  thy  word  with  love, 

And  I  would  fain  obey; 
Send  thy  good  fpirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  left  I  ftray. 

6  O  who  can  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways? 
Yet,  with  a  bold  prefumptuous  mind, 
I  would  not  dare  tranigrefs. 

?  Warn  me  of  ev'ry  fin, 

Forgive  myfecret  faults, 
And  clcanfe  this  guilty  foul  of  mine, 
Whofe  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts* 

5  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
I  fpread  thy  praife  abroad; 
Accept  the  worfliip  and  the  long, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  God. 


PSALM    19.    Long  Metre. 

The  book  r  of  nature,  andferipture  compared;  or^ 
The  glory  and  fuccefs  of  the  go/pel. 

I  T^HE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
•*     In  every. liar  thy  goodnefs  ihines; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

s  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights  and  days  thy  pow'r  confefsj 
But  the  bleft  volume  thou  hall  writ, 
Reveals  thy  juftice  and  thy  grace. 


r    S    A    L    M      XIX. 

Sun,  moon  and  flars  convey  thy  praife 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  fland; 

So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touch 'd  and  glanc'd  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  mall  thy  fpreading  gofpel  reft 

Till  thro' the  world  thy  truth  has  run; 
Till  Chriil  has  all  the  nations  bleit, 
That  fee  the  light,  or  feel  the  fun, 

.5  Great  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs,  arife, 

Blefs  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light? 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimple  wife, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  righto 

*6  Thy  noblefl  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  fouls  renewed  and  ims~forgiv'n, 
JLord,  cleanfe  my  fins,  my  foul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heav'n. 


PSALM  19.  To  the  tune  of  the  113th  Pfalm. 

The  book  of  nature  andfcripture. 

i  f^  REAT  God,  the  heav'n 's  well  order  d  frams 
VJJ  Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name: 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  mine, 
A  thoufand  Harry  beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  marks  appear 
Of  boandlefs  pow'r,  and  ikill  divine. 

s  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Lectures  of  heav'nly  wiidom  read; 
With  filent  eloquence  they  raife 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praife, 
And  neither  found  nor  language  need, 


Yet  their  divine  inflrnclions  run 
Tar  as  the  journeys  of  the  fum, 


44  PSALM      XIX. 

And  ev'ry  nation  knows  their  voice. 
The  fan,  like  fome  young  bridegroom  dreft, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  eaft. 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  Where'er  he  fpreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  fmiles,  and  fpeaks  his  maker  God; 

All  nature  joins  to  mew  thy  praife  : 
Thus  God  in  ev'ry  creature  mines  ; 
•  Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines, 
But  fairer  is  the  book  of  grace. 

PAUSE. 

5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  ? 
What  light  and  joy  thole  leaves  afford- 

To  fouls  beniglited  anddiftreft  ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  ftray, 

Thy  promife  leads  my  heart  to  reft. 

6  From  the  difcoveries  of  thy  law, 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  1  draw  : 

Thefe  are  my  ftudy  and  delight ; 
Not  honey  fo  invites  the  tafte, 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  pair, 

Appears  fo  pleafmg  to  the  fight. 

7  Thv  threat'nings  wake  my  flumbering  eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies  j 

But  'tis  thy  bleffed  gofpel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 
Converts  my  foul,  fubdues  my  fin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

8  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ! 
My  God  forgive  my  fecret  faults, 

And  from  prefumptiious  fins  reftrain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praife, 
That  1  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 


PSALM      XX  45 

T  S  A  L  M  20.      Long  Metre. 

Prayer,  and  hope  ofvifiory. 

FOR  A  DAY  OF  PRAYER   IN  TIME  OF  WAR. 

i  VTOW  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace 
IN   Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  I 
Jehovah  hears  when  Ifrael  prays, 

And  brings  deliverance  from  on  high. 

%  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends, 

When  bucklers  fail  and  brazen  walls  ; 
He  from  his  fan&uary  fends 

Succour  and  ftrength  when  Zion  calls. 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  fighs. 

His  iove  exceeds  our  heft  deferts  \ 
His  love  accepts  the  iacrifice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts, 

4  In  his  falvation  is  our  hof'e, 

And,  in  the  name  of  JfraTs  God, 
Our  troops  fhall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  ipread  their  flags  abroad, 

5  Some  trud  in  borfes  train'd  for  war. 

And  Jome  of  chariots  make  their  boafts; 
Our  fined  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hofH. 

C  [O  may  the  memory  of  thy  name 
Inipire  our  armies  for  the  light  ! 
Our  foes  (hall  fail  and  die  with  fhame, 
Or  quit  the  held  with  coward  flight. 3 

7  Now  fave  ts,  Lord,  from  flavtth  fear, 
Now  let  our  hopes  be  lirna  and  itrong, 
'Till  thy  fa.vation  ihali  appear, 
And  joy  and  triumph  raife  the  fong. 
C  % 


46  PSALM      XXL 

PSALM    21.      Common  M:tre. 

National  bkjjlngs  acknowledged. 
i  TN  thee,  great  God,  with  fongs  of  praife, 
A   Our  favor'd  realms  rejoice; 
And,  blefs'd  with  thy  filvation,  raife 
To  heav'n  their  cheerful  voice. 

a  Thy  fure  defence,  through  nations  round, 
Hath  fpread  our  rifing  name, 
And  all  our  feeble  efforts  crown'd 
With  freedom  and  with  fame. 

3  In  deep  diftrefs  our  injur d  land 

Irapior'd  thy  pow'r  to  i'ave; 
For  hie  we  pray'd,  thy  bounteous  hand 
The  timely  blefling  gave. 

4  Thy  mighty  arm,  eternal  Pow'r, 

Oppos'd  their  deadly  aim, 
In  mercy  fvvept  them  from  our  fliore, 
And  fpread  their  fails  with  ihame. 

5  On  thee,  in  woe  or  pain, 

Our  hearts  alone  rely; 
Our  rights  thy  mercy  will  maintain, 
And  all  our  wants  fupply. 

$  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wond'rous  pow'r  declare, 
And  itill  exalt  thy  fame^ 
While  we  glad  longs  of  praife  prepare 
For  thine  almigljjy  name. 

PSALM  21.     ver.  i— 9.     Long  Metre, 

Chri/I  exalted  to  the  kingdom* 
t   Y\  AVID  rejoie'd  in  God  his  ftrength, 
JL^   Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpeciai  grace, 
But  Chrifc  the  Son  appears  at  length, 
xrul;iJ3  the  triumph  and  the  pra:ie. 


PSALM      XXII. 

&  How  great  the  bleft  Median's  joy 
In  thefalvation  of  thy  hand! 
Lord,  thou  haft  rais'dhis  kingdom  high, 
And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 

.3   Thy  goodnefs  grants  whatever  he  will, 
Nor  doth  trie  leaft  requeft  withhold^ 

Bleflings  of  love  prevent  him  Hill, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

.4  Honor  and  raajefly  divine 

Around  his  facred  temples  (Trine; 
Blefs'd  with  the  favor  of  thy  face, 
And  length  of  everlafting  days. 

5  Thine  hand  mail  find  out  all  his  foes? 
And  as  a  fiery  oven  glows 
With  raging  heat,  and  living  coals, 
So  fhall  thy  wrath  devour  their  foul3. 


PSJLMsz.  v.  1— 16.  Firftpart.  Com.  Metre, 
The  fafferings  and  death  cf  ChriJ. 

2  TTTHY  has  my  God  my  foul  forfook,    . 

W     Nor  will  a  fraile  afford? 
(Thus  Pavid  once  in  anguifh  fpoke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

s  Though  'tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell 
Among  thy  praifmg  faints, 
Yet  thou  canft  hear  our  groan  as  well. 
And  picy  our  complaints. 

3  Our  fathers  trufted  in  thy  name, 

And  great  deliverance  found; 
But  I'm  a  worm  defpis'd  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  With  fhaking  head  they  pafs  me  by 

And  laugh  my  foul  to  fcorn ; 
*4  In  vain  he  trttfts  in  God,  they  cry* 


PSALM      XXII. 

..  thou  art  he,  who  forrn'd  my  flefh,, 
By  thine  almighty  word; 
And  fince  I  hung  upon  the  breafl, 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  face 

When  foes  ftand  threat'ning  round, 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 
And  not  an  helper  found. 

PAUSE, 

7  Behold  thy  darling  left  among 

The  cruel  and  the  proud, 
By  foes  encompafs'd  fierce  and  ftrong, 
As  lions  roaring  loud. 

S  From  earth  and  hell  my  forrows  meet, 
To  multiply  the  fmart; 
They  nail  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet, 
And  try  to  vex  my  heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  fovVeign  hand  let  loofe 
The  ra.^e  of  earth  and  hell, 
Why  wi  only  Father  bruife 

The  Son  he  lcves  fo  well? 

20  My  God,  if  pofiible  it  be, 
Withheld  this  bitter  cup; 
But  I  refign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  forrows  up. 

1 1  My  heart  diffslves  with  pangs  unknown, 
In  groans  I  wafle  my  breath : 
Thy  heavy  hand  has  brought  me  dowa, 
Low  as  the  dud  of  death. 

iz  Father,  I  give  my  fpirit  up, 
And  truft  it  in  thy  hand; 
My  dying  ilem  (hall  reft  in  hope* 
And  rife  at  thy  command. 


PSALM      XXIT. 

PSALM   22.      ver.  20,  21,  27—3 
Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

NOW  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage, 
"  O  Lord  protect  thy  Son, 
"  Nor  leave  thy  dailing  to  engage 
•*  The  powers  of  hell  alone." 

Thus  did  our  fufFeiing  Saviour  pray 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears, 
Gon  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 

And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death, 

His  throne  exalted  high; 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 

Shall  worfhip  or  mall  die. 

I  A  numerous  offspring  mull  arife 
From  his  expiring  groans; 
They  (hall  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  ions. 

5  The  meek  and  humble  fouls  (hall  fee 
His  table  richly  fpread; 
And  all  that  feek  the  Lord  fhall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

i  The  ifles  (hall  know  the  righteoufnefs- 
Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profels 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

P   S \   A   L    M   22.      Long  Mct« 

Chrift s  fujferings  and  exaltation, 

1  "VJ"OW  let  our  mournful  fongs  record 
•L  >    The  dying  forrows  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  complain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forfaken  of  his  God, 


:#       W  P    S    A    L    M     XXIIL 

.    i  I  IJews  behold  him  thus  forlorn, 
|Prra  fhake  their  heads  and  laugh  in  fcorn; 

"  He  refcu'd  others  from  the  grave; 

"  Now  let  him  try  himfelf  to  lave. 

"  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 
"  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend; 
"  If  God  the  bleiTed  lov'd  him  fo, 
"  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now." 

Oh  favage  people  !  cruel  priefh  ! 

How  they  flood  round  like  raging  beaHs ; 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  pow'r. 

They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Till  ilLeams  of  blood  each  other  meet ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 
And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

But  God  his  father  heard  his  cry  ; 
Rais'd  from  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
The  nations  learn  his  righteoufnefs, 
•And  humble  finners  tafle  his  grace. 

PSALM     23.  Long  Metre. 

God  our  Shepherd 

MY  (hepherd  is  the  living  Lord  ; 
Now  ihall  my  wants  be  well  fupply'd  ; 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  fafety  and  my  guide. 

In  paflures  where  fal ration  grows 
He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reft, 

There  living  water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  food  divinely  bieli. 

My  wandering  feet  his  ways  miilake  ; 

But  he  reilores  my  foul  to  peace, 
&nd  lead*  me,  for  his  merfcy's  fa&  , 

In  the  fair  paths  ©f  righteoufm 


PSALM      XXIII. 

4.  Tho'  I  walk  thro'  the  gloomy  vale, 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 
My  heart  and  hope  fliall  never  fail, 
For  God  my  fhepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amidfr.  the  darknefs  and  the  deeps, 

Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  flay  ; 
Thy  ftafffupjftorts  my  feeble  fteps, 
Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

6  The  fons  of  earth  and  fons  of  hell 

Gaze  at  thy  goodnefs,and  repine 
To  fee  my  table  fpread  fo  well^ 
With  living  bread  and  cheerful  wine. 

7  [How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head, 

Thy  fpirit  eondeicends  to  reft  ; 
rris  a  divine  anointing,  fhed 
Like  oil  of  gladnefs  at  a  feaft. 

S  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 

Attend  his  houihold  all  their  days  ; 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  feek  his  face,  and  (ibg  his  praife.J 

P  3  A  L  M   23.     Common  Metre* 

£  "R.  fiY  fliepherd  will  fupply  my  need, 

IV L  Jehovah  is  his  name  ; 
In  paftures  trcfii  he  makes  me  feed, 
Bciide  theTliving  ilream. 

z  He  brings  my  wand'ring  fpirit  back 
When  I  forfake  his  ways, 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  fhades  of  death, 
Thy  prefence  is  my  flay  ; 
One  word  or  thy  Supporting  breath 
JDrivcs  all  my  "tears  away- 


Pp  s  a  l  m    pun. 
Pfhand  in  fight  of  all  my  foes 
Doth  frill  my  table  fpread; 
My  cup  with  bleiTmgs  overflows, 
Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  fure  provifions  of  my  God 

A.tterd  me  all  my  days ; 
Oh  may  thy  ho  Life  be  mine  abode, 
And  ail  my  works  be  praife! 

6  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  reft, 

(  While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  ft  ranger  or  a  gueft, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 


P  S  A  L  M  25.    Short  Metre* 

I   HTKE  Lord  my  fhephcrd  is, 
A    I  mall  be  well  fupplicd; 
Since  he  is  mine  and  f  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  befide? 

a  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heav'nly  pafture  grows. 
Where  living  waters  gently  pais, 
And  full  ialvation  flows. 

3  If  ere  I  r^o  aftray, 

He  doth  my  ioul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  moil:  holy  name. 

4  "While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear; 
Tho'  1  fhould  walk  thro'  death's  dark  llisdc 
My  ihepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amid  furronnding  foes 

Thou  doll  my  table  fpread, 
My  cup  with  bleilings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 


PSALM      XXIV. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days; 
Nor  fr  in  thy  houfe  will  I  remove, 
Noi  ceafe  to  fpeak  thy  praife. 


PSALM    24.     Common  Metre, 

Dwelling  with  God. 

1  '"PHE  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 
-*•    With  Adams  numerous  race: 
He  rais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  feas. 

%  But  who  among  the  fons  of  men 
May  vifit  thine  abode? 
He  that  has  hands  from  mifchief  clean* 
Whofe  heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  This  is  the  man  may  rife  and  take 

The  bleffings  of  his  grace; 
This  is  the  lot  of  thofe  that  feek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  let  our  foul's  immortal  pow'rs 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 

Lift  up  their  everlafting  doors, 

The  King  of  Glory's  near. 

5  The  King  of  Glory!  who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might? 
He  rules  the  nations ;  but  to  dwell 
With  faints  is  his  delight. 

PSALM  24.    Long  Metre; 
Saints,  dwell  in  heaven;  or,  Chrifis  'afieri/L:^, 

1  rpHIS  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

*■    And  men  and  worms,  and  beafls  and  birds; 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  feas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling- place. 


i  rWth 

Thv  p 


PSALM      XXV. 

there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
hy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  fky: 
Who  fliall  afcend  that  blefs'd  abode, 
And  dwell  fo  near  his  maker  God? 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  fin, 

Whofe  heart  is  pure,  whofe  hands  are  clean, 
Him  mail  the  Lord  the  Saviour  blefs, 
And  clothe  his  foul  with  righteoufnefs. 

4  Thcfe  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
Thatfeek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face; 
Thefe  mall  enjoy  the  blifsful  fight, 
And  dwell  in  everlafting  light. 

PAUSE. 

5  Rejoice,  ye  fhining  worlds  on  high, 
Behold  the  King  of  Glory  nigh! 
Who  can  this  King  of  Glory  be? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

6  Ye  heav'nly  gates,  your  leaves  difplay, 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  way: 
Laden  with  fpoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  ConquVor  comes  with  God  to  dwel'L 

7  R.ais'd  from  the  dead  in  awful  ftate, 
He  operas  heav'n's  eternal  gate, 
To  give  his  faints  ablefs'd  abode 
Kear  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 


PSALM z$.  v.  i— ii.  Firftpart.  Short  Metre, 

Waiting  for  pardon  and  direflion. 

ft  T  LIFT  my  foul  to  God, 
*  My  truft  is  in  his  name; 
Let  not  my  foes  that  feek  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  fhame. 

a.  Sin,  and  thepow'rs  of  hell, 
Pcrfuade  me  to  defpair; 
Lord,  mike  me  know  thy  covenant  well, 
That  I  may  'fcaps  the  fnare. 


PSALM      XXV. 

3  "From  beams  of  dawning  light 

'Till  ev'ning  ihades  ariie, 
For  thy  falvation,  Lord,  I  wait* 
.    With  ever  longing  eyes. 

4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  iead  me  in  thy  truths 

Forgive  the  £ns  of  riper  days; 

And  follies  of  my  youth. 

5  The  Lord  is  juft  and  kind, 

The  meek  (hall  learn  his  ways? 
And  ev'ry  humble  iinner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

i  For  his  own  goodnefs'  fake 

He  faves  my  foul  from  fhame; 
He  pardocs  (though  my  guilt  be  great) 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

PSALM  i$.    ver  is — 14>  io- 

Secondpart.      Short  Metre. 
Divine  injiruclion. 
I  TTWTIERE  (lull  the  man  be  found 
vv    That  fears  *'  offend  his  God, 
That  loves  the  gofpel's  joyful  found, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod? 

ffk  The  Lord  (hall  make  him  know 
Thefecrets  of  his  heart, 
The  wonders  of  his  cov'nant  fuow, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  pow'r 

Are  truth  and  mercy  ftiil, 
With  fuch  as  keep  his  cov'nant  furefi 
And  Iovq  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  fouls  {hall  dwell  at  eafe, 

Before  their  Maker's  i^zz; 
Their  {zed  fhall  tafte  the  promifes 
Afl  their  extenfivegrace. 


PSALM      XXV. 

S    A    L    M  z$.     ver.  15—22. 
'I  hird  part.   Short  Metre. 

Difrefs  offoul;  or,  Bachfld'wg  and  deferlion. 
1  TV /TiNE  eyes  and  my  defire 
1VI   Are  ever  to  the  Lord; 
I  love  to  plead  his  promis'd  grace, 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 

a  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  foul, 
Bring  thy  falvation  near; 
When  will  thy  hand  affift  my  feet 
To  Tcape  the  deadly  fnare? 

3  When  (hall  the  fovVeign  grace, 

Of  my  forgiving  God, 
Reftore  me  from  thofe  dang'rous  ways 
My  wand'ring  feet  have  trodl 

4  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 

Doth  but  enlarge  my  woe; 
My  fpirit  languifhes,  my  heart 
Is  defolate  and  low. 

5  With  every  morning  light 

My  forrow  new  begins; 
Look  on  my  angui fn  and  my  pain, 
And  pardon  all  my  fins. 

PAUSE. 

6  Behold,  the  bolls  of  hell, 

How  cruel  is  their  hate! 
Againft  my  life  they  rife  and  join, 
Their  fury  with  deceit. 

7  O  keep  my  foul  from  death, 

Nor  put  my  hope  to  fhame; 
Fot  I  have  p'ae'd  my  only  truife 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

%  With  humble  faith  I  wait 
To  fee  thv  face  again; 
Of  UraTit  fhall  ne'er  be  faid, 
He  fought  the  Lord  in  vain. 


PSALM    XXVI.  XXVII. 

P  S  A  L  M  26.     Long  Metre. 

Self-examination;  or,  Evidences  of  grace. 

1   JUDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways, 
J    And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart; 
My  faith  upon  thy  promife  flays, 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 

a  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit, 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies; 
The  fcoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes. 

3  Amongft  thy  faints  will  I  appear 

Array'd  in  robes  of  innocence; 
But  when  I  fland  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Chrifl  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honors  dwell; 
There  (hall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  foul  be  join'd  at  laft 

"With  men  of  treachery  and  blood, 
Since  I  my  davs  on  e*na  have  pais'd 
Among  the  faints,  and  near  my  God. 

P    S    A    L     M    27.      ver.  1-6. 

Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  church  is  our  delight  andfafetj* 

1  HPHE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
And  mv  falvarion  too; 
God  is  my  fireogth;  nor  will  I  fea>r 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

3  One  privilege  my  heart  dedres, 
O  grant  me  mine  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  faints, 
The  temples  of  my  God!. 


PSALM      XXVII* 

here  (hall  I  offer  my  requefts, 
And  ice  thy  beauty  Hill: 
Shall  hear  thy'mefTages  of  love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  will. 


4  When  troubles  rife,  and  ftorms  appear 

There  may  his  children  hide; 
God  has  a  ftrong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  foul  abide. 

5  Now  (hall  my  head  be  lifted  high. 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  fongs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  found. 


PSALM   27.    vcr.  8,  9—13,  14* 

Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

Prayer  and  hope. 

SOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  faw 
"  Ye  children  feek  my  grace," 
My  heart  replied,  withen  delay, 
"I'll  feek  my  Father's  face. 

3  Let  net  thy  face  be  hide  from  mer 

Nor  frown  my  foal  away; 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  a  diiireiling  day. 

~  Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  dear 
Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  iupply. 

4  My  fainting  fleflvhad  dv'd  with  griefr 

Had  not  my  foul  believ'd, 
To  fee  thy  grace  provide  relief, 
Not  was  my  hope,  decei^'d- 


PSALM    XXVIII.  XXIX, 

Walt  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  faints, 
And  keep  your  courage  up; 

He'll  raife  your  fpirit  when  it  faints 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 


. 


P  S  A  L  M   28.    Long  Metre: 

God  the  refuge  of  the  ajjlicizd. 

1  npO  thee,  O  Lord,  I  ralfe  my  cries; 
My  fervent  prayer  in  mercy  hear; 
For  ruin  waits  my  trembling  foul, 
If  thou  refufe  a  gracious  ear. 

3  When  fuppliant  toward  thy  holy  hill, 

1  lift  my  mournful  hands  to  pray, 
Afford  thy  grace,  nor  drive  me  ftill 

With  impious  hypocrites  away. 
2,  To  fons  of  falfehood,  that  defpife 

The  works  and  wonders  of  thy  reigrv 
Thy  vengeance  gives- the  due  rev/ard, 

And  finks  their  fouls  to  endlefs  pauu 

4  But  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 

Whofe  mercy  hears  my  mournful  voice,, 
Mv  heart,"  that  trufted  in' his  word, 
In  his  falvation.fhall  rejaice. 

5  Let  every  faint,  in  fore  diflrefs, 

By  faith  approach  his  Saviour  God  j' 
Then  grant,  O  Lord,  thy  pardoning  eraeev 
And  feed  thy  church  with  heavenly  food, 

P  S  A  L   M  29.    Long  Metre, 

Storm  an  J  thunder' 

£  fMVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame, 
V-T  Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  posv'; , 
Afcribedue  honors  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  ado^e. 


P    S    A    L    M      XXX. 

Tfhe  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 
Thro'  every  ocean,  every  land; 

His  voice  divides  the  wat'ry  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

He  fpeaks,  and  tempeft,  hail  and  wind, 
Lav  the  wide  forefl:  bare  around; 

The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind 
Leap  at  the  tenor  of  the  ibund. 

To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 
And  lo,  the  ftately  cedars  break: 

The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noife, 
The  vallies  roar,  the  deferts  quake. 

The  Lord  fits  fov'reign  on  the  flood, 
The  Thund'rer  reigns  for  ever  king; 

And  makes  his  church  his  bleft  abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  fing. 

In  gentler  language,  there  the  Lord 
The  counfcl  of  bis  grace  imparts: 

Amidflthe  raging  dorm,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 


P  S  A  L  M  30.     Firft  part.   Long  Metre. 
Sicknefs  healed,  and/arrows  removed. 

1  T  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
i-  At  thy  commands  difeafes  flv: 
Who  bur  a  God  can  fpeak  and  five 
From  the  dark,  borders  of  the  grave? 

a  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  faints,  and  prove 
How  targe  his  grace,  how  kind  his  love,' 
Let  all  your  pow'rs  rejoice  and  trace 
The  wond'rous  records  of  his  grace. 

%  His  anger  but  a  moment  ftays ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days : 
Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ 
Xias  morning  &w  rsftores  the  joy. 


PSALM    XXX.  XXXI. 


PSALM  36*  ver.  6.  Second  part.  Long  Me 

Health,  J? chiefs  and  recovery. 

1  T7JRM  was  my  health,  my  day  wa-s  bright, 
Jl     And  I  prefdm'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night; 
Fondly  1  faid  within  my  heart, 
"  Pleafure  and  peace  ihall  ne  er  depart." 

a  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  flrong, 

Which  made  my  mountain  Hand  [o  Jong; 

Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  dy'd. 

3  I  cried  aloud  to  thee  my  God; 

"  What  canft  thou  profit  by  my  blood? 
<^    "  Deep  in  the  dutt  csn  I  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  ling  thy  goodnefs  there? 

4  "Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,  I  faid, 

"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead." 
Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pafd'ning  love  remov'd  my  guil*. 

5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woe, 
Are  turn'd  to  jov  and  praifes  now; 

I  throw  my  fackcloth  on  the  ground, 
And  eafe  and  gladnefc  gird  me  round. 

C  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  filent  of  thy  name; 
Thy  praife  fha.ll  found  thro'  earth  and  heav*n. 
far  ficknefs  heal'd,  and  fins  forgiv'n. 

PSALM    30.    ver.  5,  13—19*  22,  23. 
Firfl  part.     Common  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  death. 
1  nrO  thee,  O  God  of  truth  and  love 
My  fpirit  I  commit; 
Thou  haft  redcem'd  my  foul  from  eteatk, 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  pit. 


etre/^^i 


P   .S    A    L    M      XXXI, 

Efpair  and  comfort,  hope  and  fear, 
Maintained  a  doubtful  ftrife; 
While  forroWj  pain  and  fin  confpir'd 
To  take  away  my  life. 

3  "  My  time  is  in  thy  hand,''  I  cried, 

"  Though  I  draw  near  the  duft:" 
Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide. 
The  God  in  whom  I  trull. 

4  Oh  make  thy  reconciled  face 

Upon  thy  fervant  mine, 
And  fave  me  for  thy  mercy's  fake. 
For  I'm  entirely  thine. 

PAUSE. 

5  'Twas  in  my  hafte,  my  fpiritfaid, 

"  I  mult  defpair  and  die, 
"  I  am  cut  oiF before  thine  eyes;" 
But  thou  hall  heard  my  cry. 

6  Thy  goodnefs  how  divinely  free ! 

How  fweet  thy  fmiling  face, 
To  thofe  that  fear  thy  majefly, 
And  trull  thy  promis'd  grace. 

7  Oh  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  faints, 

And  fing  his  praifes  loud ; 
He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 
And  recompence  the  pro.ud. 


P  S  A  L   M  31.     ver.  7 — 33,11 — 21, 

Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  Jlandtr  and  reproach. 

TV/TY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
iVA  My  God,  my  heav'nly  trull; 
Thou  hall  preferv'd  me  free  from  flume, 
Mine  honor  from  the  dull. 


PSALM      XXXIT. 

i  "  My  life  is  fpent  with  grief,"  I  cry'd, 
"  My  years  confum'd  in  groans, 
My  ftrength  decays,  mine  eyes  are  dry'd, 
And  forrow  waftes  my  bones," 

3  Among  mine  enemies  my  name 

A  proverb  vile  was  grown, 
While  to  my  neighbors  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  fear  on  ev'ry  fide 

Seiz'd  and  befet  me  round, 
I  to  thy  throne  of  grace  apply'd, 
And  fpeedy  refcue  found. 

PAUSE. 

5  How  great  deliv'rance  thou  hail  wrought 

Before  the  fons  of  men  ! 
The  lying  lips  to  filence  brought, 
And  made  their  boafting  vain! 

6  Thy  children  from  the  ftrife  of  tongues 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  crufh  the  fons  of  pride. 

7  Within  thy  fecret  prefence,  Lord, 

Let  me  for  ever  dwell : 
No  fenced  city  wall'd  and  barr'd. 
Secures  a  faint  fo  well. 


P  S  A  L  M   32.    Short  Metre. 

Forghejiefs  of  fins  upon  confefjion* 

OH  blefTed  fouls  are  they 
Whofe  fins  are  cover  d  o'er! 
Divinely  bleiVd  to  whom  the  Lord 

Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 
Thev  mourn  their  follies  pafr, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care, 
Their  lips  and  lives  without  deceit 
Shall  prove  their  faith  lincere. 


Ot 


•&\.  PSALM    xxxir. 

^While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the  feilering  wound, 
'Till  I  confefs'd  my  fins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  finners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  faints  keep  near  the  throne; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  diftrefs 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 


P  S  A  L  M  32.    Common  Metre. 

Free  pardo?i  andjineere  ohedience;  or,  ConfeJJion 
andforgivenefs. 

1  TTOW  blefs'd  the  man  to  whom  his  God 
Xi.  No  mare  imputes  his  fin, 
But  wafti'd  in  the  Redeemer's  hlood, 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean! 

a  And  clefs'  beyond  expreffinn  he 

Whole  del  •:.;  are  thus  diieharg'd; 
Whi  1  e  fro m  ,t  he  ;u iity  bo n d age  Frtc 
He  feels  his  ioul  enlarg'd. 

3  His  fpirit  bares  deceit  and  lies, 

Bis  words  are  all  fincere; 
He  gi  heart,  he  guards  his  eyes, 

To  keep  his  confeience  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  fuppreft, 

No  quiet  could  I  find; 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  bread, 
And  rack  d  my  tortur'd  mind. 

5  Then  I  confefs'd  my  troubled  thoughts, 

My  fecret  (ins  reveal'd, 
Thy  pardoning  grace  forgave  my  faults, 
Thy  grace  ray  pardon  feal'd. 


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PSALM     XXXII. 

6  This  (hall  invite  thy  faints  to  pray; 
When  like  a  raging  flood 
Temptations  rife,  our  itrength  and  itay 
Is  a  forgiving  God. 

P  S  A  L  M   32.     Firft  part.  Long  Metre. 

Repentance  and  free  pardon;  or,  Juftification  and 
fanttijication. 

LESS'D  is  the  man,  for  ever  blefs'd, 
Whole  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God, 
WhoP-  hns  with  forrow  are  confefs'd, 
And  coverd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 
a  Before  his  judgment-feat  the  Lord 

No  more  permits  his  crimes  to  rife; 
He  pleads  no  merit,  of  reward, 

And  not  on  works,  but  grace,  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  hps  are  free, 

His  humble  joy>  his  holy  fear, 
With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  fincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  rigbteoufnefs 

That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  fins? 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
Thro'-  all  his  life  appears  and  ihines, 

P  S  A  L  M    32.     Second  part.  Lon?  Metre. 

A guilty  cmfcience  eafedby  confejjion  and  pardon* 

1  "TITHTLE  I  keep  filence,  and  conceal 
My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments  doth  my  confeience  feel! 
What  agonies  of  inward  (mart. 

a  I  fpread  my  fins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecret  faults  coniefs; 
Thy  gofpel  foaaks  a  pard'ning  word, 
Thine  holy  fpiritfeals  the  grace. 


PI  PSALM      XXXIII, 

Per  this  (hall  every  humble  foul 
Make  fwift  addrefTes  to  thy  feat; 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
There  mall  they  find  a  blefs'd  retreat. 
4  How  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

When  days  grow  dark,  and  itorms  appear! 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  fife  from  ev'ry  fnare. 


P  S  A  L  M  $Z-    Fir  ft  part.  Common  Metre. 

Works  of  Creation  and  Providence, 

i  T>  EJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
This  work  belongs  to  you: 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,  juil  and  true! 

2  His  mercy  and  his  rightcoufnefs 

Lctheav'n  and  earth  proclaim; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wond'rous  name. 

3  His  word,  with  energy  divine, 

Thofe  heav'nly  arches  fpread, 

Bad  Harry  hofts  around  them  mine, 

And  light  the  heav'ns  pervade. 

4  He  taught  the  fwelling  waves  to  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep; 
Bad  raging  leas  their  limits  know, 
And  if.il!  their  ftation  keep. 

5  Ye  tenants  of  thefpacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  ffand ; 
He  fpake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  refts  on  his  command. 

6  He  fcorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  deligns; 
His  counfel  (lands  through  ev'ry  age. 
And  in  full  glory  mines. 


PSALM       XXXIII. 


TSALM  $3.     Second  part.  Common  Mcti 
Creatures  vain,  andGed  all-jufiicient. 

BLESS'D  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
Hath  iix'd  his  gracious  throne; 
Where  he  reveals  his  heavenly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 
I  His  eye,  with  infinite  furvey, 
Does  the  whole  world  behold; 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  cur  feeble  mould. 

i  Kings  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  force 
Of  armies  from  the  grave; 
Nor  fpeed  nor  courage  of  an  horfe 
Can  his  bold  rider  lave. 
[  Vain  is  the  ftrength  of  beads  or  men, 
Nor  fprings  our  fafety  thence; 
But  holy  fouls  from  God  obtain 
A  flrong  and  fure  defence. 
'  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  trull: 
When  plagues  or  famine  fpread, 
His  watchful  eye  fecures  the  juft, 
Among  ten  thoufand  dead, 
i  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 
And  blels  us  from  thy  throne; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  trull  thy  grace  alone. . 

PSALM 3.3.  As  the  115th  Pfalin.  Firit  part, 
Works  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

YE  holy  fouls,  in  God  rejoice, 
Your  Maker's  praifc  becomes  your  voice* 
Great  is  your  theme,  yourfonga  be  new; 
Sing  ofhis  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature,  and  oigrace, 
How  wife  and  hoJy,  juit  and  true. 


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PSALM      XXXIII. 

ehold,  to  earth's  remoteft  ends 
His  goodnefs  flows,  his  truth  extends; 

His  pow'r  the  heav'nly  arches  fpread; 
His  word  with  energy  divine, 
Bad  ftairy  hofts  aro.und  them  fliine, 

And  light  the  circling  heav  ns  pervade. 

I  His  hand  colle&s  the  flowing  Teas; 

Thofe  wat'ry  treafures  know  their  place. 

And  fill  the  flore-houfe  of  the  deep: 
He  fpake,  and  gave  all  nature  birth  ; 
And  fires  and  leas,  and  heav'n  and  earth 

His  everlafting  orders  keep. 

4  Let  mortnls  tremble  and  adore 
A  God  of  fuch  refiftlefs  pow'r, 

Nor  daie  indulge  their  feeble  rage: 
Vain  are  your  thoughts,  and  weak  your  hands, 
But  his  eternal  counfel  ftands, 
And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 


PSALM  33.  As  the  113th  Pfalm.  Second  part. 

Creatures  vain-,  and God '  all-fujjicient. 

1  /^VH  happy  nation,  where  the  Lord 
v_/   Reveals  the  treafure  of  his  word, 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne! 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  furveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways, 
But  God  their  maker  is  unknown. 

«  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hofts, 
And  of  his  ftrength  the  champion  boalt* 

In  vain  they  boaft,  in  vain  rely; 
Jn  vain  we  trull  the  brutal  force, 
Or  fpeed  or  courage  of  an  horfe, 

To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 


nd: 


PSALM      XXXIV 

2  The  arm  of  our  almighty  Lord 
Doth  more  fecure  defence  afford, 

When  death  or  dangers  threat' ning  {land 
Thy  watchful  eye  prefenres  thejufr. 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  truft, 

When  wars  or  famine  wade  the  land. 

4  In  ficknefs,  or  the  bloody  field, 
Our  great  phyfician  and  our  fhield 

Shall  fend  (klvatiod  from  his  throne; 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  goodnefs  mine; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  heip  divine, 
For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

PS  A  L  M  34,  Firft  part.  Long  Metre, 
God' 7  care  of  the  faints;  or,  Deliverance  by  prayer* 
1   T    OLID,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  days, 
-L*  Thy  praife  (hall  dwell  upon  my  tongue: 
My  foul  mail  glory  in  thy  grace, 

While  faints  rejoice  to  hear  the  fongv 

%  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Let  ev'ry  heart  exalt  his  name; 
I  {ought  th'  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  iharne. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  fecret  grief, 

My  fecret  groaning  reach'd  his  ears; 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  ciaim'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes. 

With  heav'niy  joy  their  faces  iliine, 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  fcies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  iove  divine.. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Around  the  men  that  ferve  the  Lord; 
Oh  fear  and  love  him  all  his  faints, 
Ta&eofhis  grace,  and  rruf-this  word. 


'    -     Ar 

But  i 


PSALM      XXXIV. 


■wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood; 
at  none  fhall  feck  the  Lord  in  rain, 
Nor  want  fupplies  of  real  good. 

P    S    A    L     M    54.       ver.  11—22. 
Second  part.     Long  Metre. 

Religious  education;  or,  Injlriitllons  of  piety, 

1  /CHILDREN,  in  years  and  knowledge  young, 
^   Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents' joy, 
Attend  the  counfels  of  my  tongue, 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 
%  If  youdeiire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace,  to  crown  your  mortal  flate, 
Reftrain  your  feet  from  impious  ways, 
Your  lips  from  flandcr  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  faints, 

His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries; 
He  fets  his  frowning  face  againfl 
Thefons  of  violence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  fouls  and  broken  hearts  • 

God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh; 
Par  ion  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  Me  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans,  . 

His  Son  redeems  their  fouls  from  death, 
His  fpirit  heals  their  broken  bones, 

His  praiie  employs  their  tuneful  breath. 

PSJLM^a.    v.  1— ic.   Firft  part.  Cora.  Metr? 

Prayer  and'praifefdr  emifie&t  deliverance* 

1  T'LL  blefs  the  Lord  from  dav  to  day; 
J-   How  good  are  all  his  wa  vs ! 
Ye  humble  fouls  that  life  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praiie. 


PSALM     XXXIV. 


a  Sing  to  the  honor  of  his  name, 
How  a  poor  fuff'rer  cry 'd, 
Nor  was  his  hopes  expos'd  to  fliame, 
Nor  was  his  fukdeny:d. 

3  When  threading  ibrrows  round  me  flood, 

And  endlefs  fears  arofe, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 
Redoubling  all  my  woes: 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  fore  diflrefs, 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears ; 
He  gave  my  fharpeil  torments  eafe, 
And  filenc'd  all  my  feai  s. 

PAUSE. 

[5  O  finners,  come  and  tafte  his  love, 
Come,  learn  his  pleafant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  fweetnefs  of  his  grace. 
6  He  bids  the  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Round  where  his  children  dwell: 
What  ills  their  heav'nly  care  prevents 
No  earthly  tongue  can  tell.] 
[ 7  O  love  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his; 
His  eye  regards  the  juil! 
How  richly  blefs'd  their  portion  is 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  trull! 

8  Young  lions,  pinch'd  with  hunger,  roar, 
And  famifh  in  the  wood: 
But  God  fupplies  his  holy  poor 
With  ev'ry  needful  good.] 

PSALM 34.  v.  11— -az.  Second  part.  Com.Metre^ 

Exhortation  to  peace  andholinefs. 
1  r^  OME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord, 
V>«  And  that  your  days  be  long, 
Let  not  a  falfe  or  fpitef  ul  word, 
■Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 


* 


mrru 

Soft 


PSALM      XXXV 


art  from  mifchicf,  practice  love, 
Puifue  the  works  of  peace; 
So  fhall  the  Lord  four  ways  approve, 
Andfet  your  fouls  at  eale. 

3  His  eves  av/^ke  to  guard  the  juft., 

His  ears  attend  their  cry: 
When  broken  fpirits  dwell  in  dufl, 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  tho'  the  forrcws  here  they  taile 

Are  /harp  and  tedious  too, 
The  Lord,  who  fives  them  all  at  lail, 
Is  their  fuppcrter  now. 

5  Evil  (hall  finite  the  wicked  dead; 

But  Godfecures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  rnifchief  when  they  Aide, 
Or  heats  the  broken  bone. 

6  When  defolation,  like  a  flood, 

O'er  the  proud  (inner  rolls, 

Saints  rind  a  refuge  in  their  God, 

For  he  redeem'd  their  fouls. 

PSALM  35.  ver.  ia,  13, 14.  Common  Metre, 

Love  to  enemies;  or,  The  love  of  Chrijt  to  Jirimrs 
typified  in  David. 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love, 
.D  That  holy  David  (hows: 
Behold  his  kind  companion  move 
For  his  afflicted  foes! 

%  When  they  are  fick,  his  foul  complains* 
And  feems  to  feel  the  fmart; 
The  fpirit  of  the  gofpel  rcgns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 
As  for  a  brother  oe 
And  fafting,  mortilVd  his  foul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 


PSALM     XXXVf. 

They  groan 'd,  and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed, 

Yet  ilill  he  pleads  and  mourns; 
And  double  bleffin^s  on  his  head 

The  righteous  God  returns. 
O  glorious  type  of  Ivav'nly  grace! 

Thus  Chrift  the  Lord  appears ; 
While  Tinners  curfe,  the  Saviour  prays, 

And  pities  them  with  tears. 

He,  the  true  David.  IfraeTs  king, 

Blefs'd  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels,  dead  in  fin, 

Pay'd  his  own  dearefl:  blood. 


P  5  A  L  M  36.     yer.  5—9.    Long  Metre. 

The  perfections  and  providence  of  God;  or,  General 
providence  and  fpecial  grace, 

j  TJIGH  in  the  heav'ns'  eternal  God, 
A  Thy  goodnefs  in  full  glory  mines; 
Thy  truth  ihall  break  thro'  ev'ry  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  defigns. 

a  For  ever  firm  thy  juftice  Hands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep; 
Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 

Both  man  and  beaft  thy  bounty  (hare 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  faints  arc  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God!  how  excellent  thy  grace; 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  fprings} 
The  fons  of  Adam  in  diftrefs. 
Fly  to  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings. 
E 


M 


PSALM      XXX"vT,. 

the  provi  lions  of  thy  houfe 
We  mafl  be  fed  with  iweetrepaftj 
Ther    mercy,  like  a  river,  flows, 
And  Brings  lalvation  to  our  taPie. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord; 
And  in  rhy  light  our  fouls  ihail  fee 
The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  woid. 

PS/ILM  36.  ver.  1,  1 — 5,  6,  7—9.  Com.  Metre?, 

Practical  ail  eifw  expofeJ:  or,  The  being  and* attri- 
butes of  God  ajl-rtcd. 

1  TT7HTLE  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways, 
V  V     And  yet  a  God  they  own, 
My  heart  within  me  often  fayS, 

"  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none.'* 

%  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare^ 
(Whate*ef  their  lips  prof  r3) 
God  hath  no  wrath  f  .*  them  to  fear, 
Nor  wrll  they  feek  his  grace. 

3  How  ltrangefeif-fktt'ry  blinds  their  eyes? 

But  there's  a  haft'ninghour 
When  they  (hall  lee,  with  fore  furprife^ 
1  he  tcrrcrs  of  thy  pow?r. 

4  Thyjuftice  mall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown* 
A  deep  unfathom'd  lea. 

5  Above  thefe  heav'ns'  created  rounds 

'!  hy  mercies,  Lord,  extend; 
Thy  truth  outlives  the  nayow  bounds 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodneft  brings}. 

Nor  overlooks  thebeaft; 
Beneath  trie  lhadow  of  thy  wings 
'I  hy  children  chufe  to  i  eft. 


p  s   a   l   m    xxxvrr. 


*»       I 


[;  From  thee,  when  creatme-ftreams  run  low 
And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpeunlfprings  of  life  (hall  flow, 
And  raife  our  pleafures  high. 

8  Though  all  created  light  decay, 
And  d:\uh  clofe  up  our  eyes, 
Thy  prtilnce  makes  eternal  day, 
Where  clouds  can  never  rife.] 

P  S  A  L  M   s6.  ver.  i— 7.  Short  Metre. 

Th  wkkednefs  of  man,  and  the  majefix  of  God;  or, 
Pratiical  aikeifm  expcj'ed. 

i  YT7HF.N  man  grows  bold  in  (in, 

VV     My  heart  within  me  cries, 

"  Ke  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 

"  Nor  fear  before  his  eyes." 

£2  He  walks  awhile  conceal  :d 
\n  a  ielf-fktt'ring  dream, 
Till  his  dark  crimes,  at  once  rerealM, 
Expofe  his  hateful  name.] 

3  His  heart  is  falfe  and  foul, 

His  words  arefmooth  and  fair; 
Wifdom  is  banifh'd  from  his  fcul, 
And  leaves  no  gocdneis  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 

New  mifchiefs  to  fulfil ; 
He  fets  his  heart,  and  hand,  and  head, 
To  praclife  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 

l  hough  men  renounce  his  fear; 
Hisjufticehid  behind  the  cloud 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

C  Ki°.  truth  tranfeends  the  Iky, 
In  heav'n  his  mercies  dwell 5 
peep  as  the  lea  his  judgments  tfej 
His  an^ei  burns  10  hell, 


w 

f  9  How  e 


PSALM     xxxvir. 

ow  excellent  his  love, 
Whence  all  ourfafety  fprings? 
O  never  let  my  foul  remove 
From  underneath  his  wings! 

P    S    A    L    M    37.      ver.  1—16. 
Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  cure  ofenvy,fretfuImfs,  attd  unbelief )  or,  The 

rewards  of  the  righteous  and  the  nuicked. 
1  "\X7HY  mould  I  vex  my  foul,  and  fret 
vv    To  fee  the  wicked  rife  ? 
Or  envy  finners  waxing  great 
By  violence  and  lies? 
%  As  flow'ry  grafs,  cut  down  at  noon? 
Before  the  ey'ning  fades, 
So  (hall  their  glories  vaniftt  foon 
In  everlafting  (hades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truft, 

And  praclife  all  that's  good  ; 
So  fhall  I  dwell  among  the  juft, 
And  he'll  provide  me  food. 

4  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will: 
Thy  hand,  which  guiles  my  doubtful  feet. 
Shall  my  defire*  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  (halt  thou  difplay, 

And  make  thy  judgrqents  known. 
Fair  as  the  liglu  of  lawning  day, 
And  glorions  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  1  ft  the  earth  pofTefs, 

And  are  the  hers  of  heav'rj ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace 
To  humble  fouls  aregiv'n. 

PAUSE. 

7  Reft  in  the  Lo;d.  and  keep  h;c  way, 

Nor  let  yeur  1  ■ 
Though  pro-.  ng  delay 

To  punifli  haughty  vice.  . 


PSALM     XXXVII. 

S  Let  Tinners  join  to  break  your  peace, 

And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam; 

The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 

'I  heir  day  of  vengeance"  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threat'aing  fword,' 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  bow, 

To  flay  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 

And  bring  the  righteous  low. 

io  My  God  {hall  break  their  bows,  andburrt 
Their  perfecuting  darts,  » 
Shall  their  own  fwords  againft.  them  turn; 
And  pierce  their  flubborn  hearts. 

PSALM  37.    ver.  16,  21,  26,  51. 
Second  par:.       Common  Metre. 

Charity  to  the  poor;  or,  Religion  in  nvords  and  deedii 

1  "f  T7HY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boaft, 
VV     And  grow  profanely  bold? 
The  meaneft  portion  of  the  juft 
Excels  the  finners   gold. 

*  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 
But  ne'er  defigns  to  pay, 
The  faint  is  merciful,  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

3  His  alms,  with  lib'ral  heart,  he  gives 

Among  the  fons  of  need; 
His  mem'ry  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  bleiTed  is  his  feed. 

4  His  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

To  flander  or  defraud ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  meri 

What  he  nas  learn 'd  of  God. 
6  The  law  and  gofpel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide,* 
Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word^ 

His  feet  fhall  never  Aide. 


FWhe 


PSALM      XXXV  i  I. 

When  finncrs  fall,  the  righteous  (land 

Preferv'd  from  ev'ry  fnarc; 
They  fhall  poflefs  the  prorms'd  land, 

And  dwell  for  ever  there. 


P    S    A    L    M    37.       ver.  23—37. 
Third  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  way  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  wicked* 

\  "\/jY  God,  the  fteps  of  pious  men 
**■*■  Are  order'd  by  thy  will; 
Though  they  mould  fall,  thev  rife  again, 
Thy  hand  fupports  them  flail. 

c  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  ways, 
Their  virtue  he  approves: 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace. 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heav'nly  heritage  is  theirs. 

Their  portion  and  their  home; 
He  feafts  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs, 
Of  blefiings  long  to  come. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown; 
Ye  mall  confefs  their  pride  was  vain, 
When  juftice  cads  them  down. 

P  A  U  S  E . 

5  The  haughty  (inner,  have  I  feen, 

Not  fearing  man  nor  God, 

a  tall  baf-weefair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  amis  abroad. 

<■,  And  16,  he  vanilb'd  from  the  ground, 
troy'cl  by  hand?  uniecn; 
J^or.rootj  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found, 
iViicTv  all  that  pride  had  been. 


PSALM      XXXV  III. 

7  But  marl;  the  man  of  righteoufnefs, 
His  i'ev'ral  Heps  attend; 
True  pleafure  runs  through  ;>J1  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 


1 


P  S  A  L  M  38.     Common  M.-tre. 

Guih  of  cmfcknce  and  relief;  or,  Jiepentatitt  and 
prayer  for  pardon  and  health. 

■1     A  MIDST  thy  wrath  remember  love, 
f\   Re  .'tore  thy  fervam.  Lord, 
Nor  let  aFAth-jr's  chait'mng' prove 
Like  an  avenger  s  fword. 

c  Thine  arrows  flick  within  my  heart. 
My  flefh  is  fdrely  p  efi   d : 
Between  the  £.rro\v  and  the  fmart 
My  fpirit  finds  no  reft. 

3  My  fins  a  heavy  load  appear, 
And  j'er  my  head  are  gone; 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  me  t'  atone. 

.4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  fe£,. 
That  links  my  comforts  do  vn: 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  d.iy 
Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

5  Lord,  I  am  weaken'd  and  di-fmay'd, 
None  of  my  powers  are  whole; 
My  woundsv/irh  piercing  anguiih  bleedy 
The  anguifh  of  my  foul. 

<  All  my  defires  to  thee  are  known, 
Thine  eye  counts  every  tear, 
And  cv  ry  fi^h,  and  ev'ry  .groan, 
h  ootic  d  by  thine  ear- 


m 


r      D      J\      JL,      1V1        AAA1A,' 

hou  art  my  God,  ray  only  hope, 
My  God  will  hear  my  cry; 
My  God  will  bear  my  ipirit  up 
When  Satan  bids  me  die. 

[8  My  foes  rejoice  whene'er  I  Aide, 
To  fte  my  virtue  fail; 
They  raife  their  pleafure  and  their  pride 
Whene'er  their  wiles  prevail. 

9  But  I'll  confefs  my  guilty  ways, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  fin ; 
I'll  mourn  how  weak  the  feeds  of  grace, 
And  beg  fupport  divine. 

10  My  -"or1,  forgive  my  follies  pall 

Ano  be  for  ever  nigh, 
O  Lord  of  my  falvation  hafte, 
Before  thy  fervant  die. 


PSALM     39.       ver.  1,  *,  3-< 
Firft  part.    Common  Metre. 

Watchfulnefs  over  the  tongue;  or,  Prudence  and  zeal- 

x  "T^HUS  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord, 
J-     "  Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
"  Left  i  Itt  flip  one  finful  word, 
"  Or  do  my  neighbor  wrong." 

Whene'er  conftrain'd  awhile  to  flay 

With  men  of  life  profane, 
I'll  let  a  double  guard  that  day, 

Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 


i 


I'll  fcarce  allow  my  lips  to  fpeak 
The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 

Left  feoffors  mould  th'  occafion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 


PSALM      XXXIX. 

4  Yet  if  fome  proper  hour  appear, 
111  not  be  overaw-d, 
But  let  the  fcoffing  finners  hear 
That  we  «an  ipeak  for  God. 


P   S   A   L    M   39.     ver.  4,  5,  6,  7< 

Second  part.  Common  Metre.- 

The  vanity  of  man  as  mortal* 

t  nPEACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days* 
JL    Thou  Maker  of  my  frame; 
I  would  furvey  life's  narrow  fpace* 
And  leain  how  frail  I  am. 
i  A  fpan  is  all  that  we  can  boaft,- 
At\  inch  or  two  of  time; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  duft 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  fhadows  o'er  the  plain; 
They  rage  and  ft  rive,  defire  and  Iove> 
But  ail  thenoife  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honor's  gaady  fhow, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore, 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who. 
And  flraight  are  feen  no  more. 

5  What  fhould  I  wi/h  or  wait  for  then 

From  creatures,  earth  arid  duft£ 
They  make  our  expectation  vain* 
Arid  difappoint  our  truft. 

6  Npw  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  defires  recall: 
I  give  my  mortal  fpirit  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all.- 


PSALM    XXaIX-XL. 

P   S   A   L    M  39.      ver.  9— ij. 

Third  part.  Common  Metre. 

Sick-bed  droolion;  or,  Pleading  without  re 

i  f^QT)  of  my  life,  look  gently  down. 
^  Behold  the  pains  I  feel; 
But  l  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  diinute  thy  will. 

-a  Difeafes  are  thy  fcrvanrs,  Lord, 
'They  come  at  lily  comma--'; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murm  ring  word 
Againil  thy  chaining  haad. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  htffibbje  cries, 

Renjove  thy  fharp  reBultes; 
Mv  ftrenmh  confume?,  my  fpivit  dies, 
Throi',~';  thy  repeated  Kfo'kei. 

4  Crush 'd  as  a  moth  beiieVfb  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  •  •>  the  and : 
Our  Fe<  b!e  pow'rs  can  rie1  erwttnftand, 
Andali  out  beauty's  loft. 

5  I'm  but  a  ftranger  here  below, 

As  all  n-y  fathers  were; 
May  I  he  well  prepard  to  ro, 
When  I  rhy  fiimrrions  he; 

6  But  ifmylifehefparVla  while 

He  fo  re  my  !a!h  re  mi 
Thy  praife  will  be  my  !lus*ne&  full, 
And  I'lJ  (Tulare  thy  love. 

PSALM   40.     ver.  1,  2,  3.  r,  i*. 

Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 
A  fon-  of  deliverance  from  great  dijlrefl. 
1  T  WAITED  pstient  for  the  Lord, 
A   He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry; 
He  law  me  (efting  on  his  vw>rd, 
And  brought  iaivation  nigh. 


PSALM      XL. 

t  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 
Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  releas  d  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay, 

3  Firm  t:S  a  rock  he  made  me  ftand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praife  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  fong. 

4  I'll  fpread  his  works  of  grace  abroad; 

The  faints  with  joy  lhall  hear,. 
And  finners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  ofluve; 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  greatJ 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  afHicled,  poor  and  low, 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 
My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 
And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 


PSJLMto.  v.  &— 9.  Second  part.  Com.  Metre, 
The  incamatiwi  zndfjerifics  ofChrljl. 
J  T^HUS  faith  the  Lord,  ':  Your  work  is  vain, 
"  Give  your  burnt-offerings  o'er, 
'  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  [lain 
"  My  foul  delights  no  more.*' 

a  Then  fpa&e  the  Saviour,  "  Lo,  Vm  here, 
ir  "My  God,  to  do  thy  will; 
"  Whate'er  thy  facred  books  declare, 

"   ^hyiervantfhailfhhih 

gr"  Thy  love  is  ever  in  my  u"ght, 
"  I  keep  it  near  my  !vm  r: 
0  Mine  eyes  ~-e  ooer.'d  with  delight 
"  To  what  ray  lips  impart*" 


PSALM      XL. 

nd  fee!  the  blefs'd  Redeemer  comes! 
Th'  eternal  Son  appears, 
And  atth'  appointed  time  a/fumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 
And  much  his  truth  he  fhew'd, 
And  preach*' c  the  way  of  righteoufnefs 
W  hQve  great  aflemblies  flood. 

His  Father's  honor  touch'd  his  hearty 

He  pitied  finners'  cries, 
AnJ  to  lulfila  Saviour's  part 

Was  made  a  ficrifice. 


pause. 

7  No  blood  of  beafts  on  altars  ihed 

Could'  waih  the  conscience  clean? 
But  the  rich  facrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  fin. 

8  Then  was  the  great  fiilvation  fpread, 

And  Satan's  kingdom  fhook: 
Then  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed 
The  ferpent's  head  was  broke.  "  rT 

■  -  •. 


PSALM  40.    ver.  5 — io.    Long  Metre..- 
Chrijl  our  facrifice, 

i  T^HE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought, 
Exceed  our  praife,  furmcunt  our  thought j 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 
My  ipeech  would  faint,*  my  numbers  fail. 

2  No  blood  of  beafts,  on  altars  fpift, 

Can  cleanfe  the  fouls  of  men  from  guilt, 
But  thou  haft  fit  before  our  eyes 

..'I-fuiucicnt facrifice.  .  .        ' 


P    S    A    L    M      XLL 

j  To!  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
T<  thydeugns'    :  bows  h<s  ears; 
AfTiimes  a  body  vreii  prepared, 
And  we'!  performs  a  work  fo  hard. 

4  "  Behold  I  come/  the  Saviour  cries5 
Wiih  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes; 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 
"  Of  fins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 

5  "  'Tis  written  m  tby-great  decree, 
"  'Tis  ir  thv  book  foretold  of  me; 
"  I  mull  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part; 

"  And,  lo!  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

6  "  I'll  magnify  thy  h<Iv  law, 

"  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 

"  When  on  my  erofs  I'm  lifted  high, 

"  Or  to  my  crown  above  the  fky. 

7  "  The  Spirit  (hall  defceiid  and  (how 

"  What  thou  haft  done,  and  what  I  do; 

"  The  woad'ring  world  ihall  learn  thy  grace,, 

"  And  all  creation  tune  thy  praife." 


P  S  A  L  M  41.    ver.  i,  if  3.    Long  Metre, 
Charity  to  the  poor;  of,  Pity  to  the  afflifted. 

1  T>  LESS'D  is  the  man  whofe  breall  can  move, 
i-J  And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor, 

Whofe  foul,  by  Empathizing  love, 
Feels  what  his  feliow-faints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 

More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  j 
He,  in  the  tfme  of  gen'ral  grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  mercy  too. 

3  His  foul  (hall  live  fecure  on  earth, 

With  fecretbleffings  on  his  head, 
When  drought,  and  peftilence,  and  dearth* 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead* 


^    Oi 


PSALM      XLII. 


Or  if  he  languifh  on  his  couch, 
God  will  pronounce  his  (ins  forgiv'n, 

Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  foul  to  hea^'n. 


P    S   A   L   M  42.      ver.  1—9. 

Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 

Defertlon  and  hope;  or,  Complaint  of  abfsncefrwn. 
public  nvorjhip. 

1  TT7TTH  earnefl  longings  of  the  mind, 
VV     My  God,  to  thee  1  look; 
So  pants  the  hunted  bart  to  find 
And  tafte  the  cooling  brook. 

a  When  (hall  I  fee  thy  courts  of  grace, 
And  meet  my  God  again? 
So  Jong  an  abfenee  from  thy  face 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  foul, 

And  tears  are  my  repaft; 
The  foes  infults  without  coutroul, 
"  And  where's  your  God  at  laft?" 

4  'lis  with  a  mournful  pleafure  now 

1  think  on  ancient  days? 
Then  to  thy  houfe  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praife. 

5  Bui:  why,  my  foul,  funk  down  fo  far 

Beneath  this  heavy  load-? 

My  (pirit  why  indulge  defnair, 

And  fin  againft  my  God? 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whofe  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove. 
For  J  (hall  yet  before  him  ftand, 
And  fing  reiloring  love. 


PSALM    XLII— XLIIL 


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P   S   A    L    M   42,        vcr.  6— 11. 

Second  part.     Long  Metre. 

Melancholy  thoughts  reproved;  or,  Hope  in  affliftign*. 

1  ~j\ JT  Y  fpirit  finks  within  me,  Lord, 
iVJ.   But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind,  . 
And  times  of  pad  diftrefs  record, 

When  ]  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

a  Huge  troubles,  with  tumultuous  noife, 
Swell  like  a  fea,  and  round  me  ipread; 
The  rifmg  waves  drown  all  my  joys, 
And  roli  tremendous  o'er  my  head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 

When  I  addrefs  his  throne  by  day, 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove; 
The  night  fhail  hear  me  fmg  and  pray. 

4  I'll  cafl  myfelf  before  his  feet, 

And  fay,  "My  God,  my  heav'nly  Rock, 
"  Why  doth  thy  love  £o  long  forget 

The  foul  that  groans  beneath  thy  ftroke  ?'a 

5  I'll  ciiide  my  heart  that  (inks  fo  low; 

Why  mould  ray  foul  indulge  her  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  prai'fe  him  topi 
He  is  my  reft,  my  lure  relief. 

6  My  God,  my  moft  exceeding  joy, 

Hvy  light  and  truth  mall  guide  me  flu  J, 
Thy  word  (hail  my  beft  thoughts  employ^, 
And  lead  me  to  thine  heav  niy  hill. 

P  S  A  L  M    43.     Common  Metre. 

Safety  in  divine  $rciecli;n.. 

1   "JUDGE  me,  O  God,  and  plead  my  caufc, 
J    Againlt  a  finful  race; 
From  vile  oppreilion  and  deceit 
Secure  me  by  thy  ^race, 


W>n 


PSALM      XLVL 

n  thee  my  ftedfaft  hope  depends,- 
And  am  1  left  to  mourn? 
To  link  in  forrcws,  and  in  vain 
Implore  thy  kind  return. 

3  Oh  fend  thy  light  to  guide  my  feet,- 

And  bid  thy  truth  appear, 

Conduct  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 

To  tafte  thy  mercies  there. 

4  Then  to  thy  altar,  Oh,  my  God, 

My  joyful  feet  (hall  rife, 
And  my  triumphant  fongs  fliali  praife 
The  God  that  rules  the  fkies. 

5  Sink  not,  my  foul,  beneath  thy  fear, 

Nor  yield  to  weak  defpair ; 
For  I  fliali  live  to  praife  the  Lord, 
And  blefs  his  guardian  care. 

PSALM  44.      ver.  i,  i,  3—8,  t$—ii. 

Common  Metre. 

The  church's  complaint  in  psrfecution. 

i.  T  ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old,' 
"^  Thy  works  of  pow'r  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  oar  fathers  told 
The  wonders  of  their  days: 

1  They  faw  thy  beauteous  churches  rife, 
The  fpreadinggofpel  run; 
While  light  and  glory  from  the  ikies 
"l"b  rough  air  their  temples  (hone. 

3  In  God  thev  boafted  all  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thoufands  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  fong. 

4  But  now  cur  fouls  are  feiz'd  with  (name, 

'  Confufion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blafpheme, 
And  feois  reproach  thy  grace. 


PSALM      XLV. 

i  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 
Nor  felfely  dealt  with  heav'n, 
Nor  have  our  fteps  declin  d  the  road 
Of  duty  thou  haft  giv'n. 
C  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar 
With  their  deitrtaclive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  ftfre 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 
pause. 

7  We  are  expos "d  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  name; 
As  flieep  tor  daughter  bound  we  lie, 
And  wait  the  kindling  flame. 

8  Awake,  arife,  almighty  Lord, 

Why  fleeps  thy  wonted  grace? 
Why  lhould  we  feem  like  men  abhorr'dy 

Or  baniuVd  from  thy  face? 
Wilt  thou  for  ever  caft  us  off, 

And  ftill  neglect  our  cries? 
For  ever  hide  thine  heav'nly  love 

From  our  afflicted  eyes? 
10  Down  to  the  duft  our  foul  is  bow'd, 

And  dies  upon  the  ground; 
Rife  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 

And  all  their  pow'rs  confound. 
ii  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  fhame, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God; 
We  plead  the  honors  of  thy  name, 

The  merits  of  thy  blood. 


PSALM  45.    Short  Metre. 

The  glory  of '  Cbrifl  ;  the  fuccefs  of  the  gofpel ;  arrf 
the  Gentile  church. 
i  "jV/TY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
JLV1  Thy  beauties  are  divine; 
Ihv  lips  with  bleflings  overflowy 
And  ev'ry  grace  is  thine,  \ 


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PSALM      XLV 


2-  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  fword, 
And  rife  in  rriajefty  tofpread 
Tlie  conquers  of  thy  word. 

3  Sttike  through  thy  ftubborn  foes,. 

Or  make  their  hearts  ob'  y, 
While  juflice,  meekhefs,  grace  and  truth 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws.,  O  God,  are  right, 

Thv  throne  (hall  ever  itand; 
And  thv  victorious  gofpcl  prove 
A  fceptre  in  thy  hand. 

£5  Thy  Father  and  thy  God 
Math  without  meafure  med 
His  lpirit,  like  a  grateful  oil, 
T'  anoint  thy  faered  head.] 

£6  Behold /at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gentile  church  is  feed, 
A  beauteous  bird,  in  rich  attire, 
And  princes  guard  the  queen.] 

7  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 
Forget  thy  father's  houfe; 
Forfake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods, 
And  pay  the  Lord  thy  vows. 

t  O  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  Aveeteft  thoughts  employ; 
Thy  chiHren  mall  his  honor  fing, 
And  tafte  the  heav'nly  joy. 

P  S  A  L  M    45.    Common  Metre. 

The  pcrfonal  glories  and  gcvernvient  of  ChriJ!, 

i  T'^L  fjl^.k  the  honors  of  my  King 
i.   His  form  divinely  fail: 
None  of rhe  ions  of  mortal  race 
May  wkhthe  Lord  compare. 


PSALM      XLV. 

Sweet  is  thy  fpeech,  and  heav'nly  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  fhec! ; 
Thy  God  with  bleffings  infinite 

Hath  crown'd  thy  llicred  head. 

Gird  on  thy  fword,  victorious  prince, 

Ride  with  majeftic  fway; 
Thy  terror  (hall  ftrike  thro'  thy  foes, 

And  make  the  world  obey. 

Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  flands, 
Thy  word  of  grace  mall  prove 

A  peaceful  fceptre  in  thy  hands, 
To  rule  thy  faints  by  love. 

Juftice  and  truth  attend  thee  flill, 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice  ; 
And  God,  thv  God,  thy  foul  (hall  fill 

With  raoft  peculiar  joys. 


PS  A  L  M  45.  Firftpart.  Long  Metre. 

The  gkry  of  Chrijl,  and  power  of  his  gofpeL 

z  TVfOW  be  rny  heart  infpir'd  to  fing 
-^    The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 
Jefus  the  Lord;  how  heav'nly  fair 
His  form!  how  bright  his  beauties  are! 

%  O'er  all  the  fons  of  human  race 
He  mines  with  far  fuperior  grace, 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  bleuings  all  his  flate  compofe. 

3  Drefs  there  in  arms,  mod  mighty  Lord, 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  fword, 

In  majefty  and  glory  ride 

With  truth  and  meeknels  at  thy  fide. 

4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  ftebbern  heart; 
Or  wo-ds  of  mercy,  kind  and  ftveet, 

^  £&all  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet, 


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V 


2  PSALM      XLV. 

Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  flands, 
Grace  is  the  fceptre  in  thy  hands; 
Thy  laws  and  works  ate  juil  and  right. 
But  grace  and  juilice  thy  delight. 

God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  fhed 
His  oil  of  gladnefs  on  thy  head; 
And  with  his  facred  Spirit  bleft 
His  iirfl-born  Son  above  the  reft. 


P  S  4  L  M  4;.  Second  part.  Long  Metre; 
Chrijl  and  his  church;  or,  The  myjlkal  marriage 
i  TPHE  King  of  Saints^  how  fair  his  face, 
-*■     Adorn'd  with  majefty  and  grace  1 

He  comes  with  blellings  from  above, 

And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love, 
s  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 

The  queen  array'd  in  pureft  gold; 

7  he  world  admires  her  heav  nly  drefs, 

Her  robes  of  joy  and  righteoufnefs. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 
He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  throne; 
Fair  ftranger,  let  thine  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  flate. 

4  So  (nail  the  king  the  more  tejoice 
In  thee  the  fav'rite  of  his  choice; 
Let  him  be  fov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

$  Oh  happy  hour,  when  thou  flialt  rife 
To  his'  fair  palace  in  the  fides, 
And  all  thy  fons  (a  numeious  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 

6  Let  endlefs  honors  crown  his  head; 
Let  ev'ry  age  his  praifes  fpread; 
While  we  with  cheerful  fongs  approver 
The  condefceriilon  of  his  levev 


PSALM      XLVL 

P  S  A  L  M  46.  Firft  part.  Long  Metre. 

The  church's  fafety  and  triumph  among  national 
defolation. 

*  O  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints, 

^Jr  When  ftorms  of  iharp  diftrefs  invade; 
lire  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  prefent  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  feats  be  hurl'd 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there, 
Convulfions  make  the  folid  world, 
Our  faith  mail  never  yield  to  fear. 

2  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide, 
While  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  more 

Trembles,  and  dreads  the  fwellingtide, 

4  There  is  a  ilream,  whofe  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God! 
Life  love  and  joy  ftill  gliding  through 
And  wat'ring  oar  divine  abode. 

5  That  facred  ftream,  thine  holy  word, 

Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controuls, 
Sweet  peace  thy  promifes  afford, 

And  give  new  llrength  to  fainting  fouls, 

6  Zion  enjoys  her  monarch's  love, 

Secure  againil  a  threat'ning  hour; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundation  move, 

Built  on  his  truth,  and  arm'd  with  pow'r, 

PSALM  46.    Second  part.    Long  Metre. 
God  fights  for  his  church. 

y  T    ET  Zion  in  her  king  rejoice: 
X-i    Though  tyrants  r?ge,  and  kingdoms  rife; 
lie  utters  his  almighty  voice, 

The  nations  melr,  the  tumult  dies* 


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m 


PSALM      XLVIL 


a  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  ftiil  our  aid; 
Behold  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought, 
What  defolations  he  has  made. 

3  From  fca  to  fea,  through  all  the  mores 

He  makes  the  noife  of  battle  ceaie  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  fpear, 

Chariots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  flame; 
Let  earth  in  Stent  wonder  hear 
The  found  and  glory  of  his  name. 

5  "  Be  Hill,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 

"  I  reign  exalted  e'er  the  lands, 
"  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
'*  But  itill  my  throne  ia  Zion  Hands.'* 

6  O  Lord  of  Hafts,  almighty  King, 

While  we  fo  near  thy  pretence  dwell, 
Our  faith  fh  til  (it  fecure,  and  ling, 
Nor  fear  the  raging  pow'rs  of  hell.  • 


P  S  A  L  M  47.     Common  Metre, 
Chrift  afcending  and  reigningi 

1  (T\U  for  a  (hout  of  facredjoy 

.    K~s   To  God  the  fov'reign  king! 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 
run!  hymns  of  triumph  ling. 

2  Jcfis,  our  God,  afcends  on  high, 

i  lis  heaVn'y  guards  around 
Attend  him,  Tiling  ihiongh  the  Iky, 
With  trumpet's  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  [hout  and  praife  their  king* 

La  mortals  learn  their  ftrains; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honors  ting; 
O'er  ail  Uiu  earth  he  reigus. 


PSALM      XLVIII.  95 

Rchcarfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound, 

Let  knowledge  guide  the  long; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found 

Upon  a  thcughtlefs  tongue. 

In  Ifrael  flood  his  ancient  throne, 

Helov'd  that  chofen  race; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 

And  heathens  tafte  his  grace. 
6  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 

There  Abraham's  God  is  known ; 
While  pow'rs  and  princes,  ihields  and  fwords 

Submit  before  his  throne. 

PSALM  48.      rer.  1— S. 
Firft  part.  Short  Metre. 
The  church  is  the  honor  and fafety  of  a  na  first* 
1  f^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
V-J"  And  let  his  praife  be  great  j 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode* 
His  moft  delightful  feat. 

%  Thefe  temples  of  his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  Itand! 
The  honois  of  our  native  place* 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  diftreis; 
How  bright  has  his  lalvation  iliown* 
How  fair  his  heav'nly  grace! 

4  When  kings  againfther  join'd, 

And  faw  the  Lord  was  there. 
In  wild  confufion  of  the  mind 
They  tied  with  hafty  fear, 

3  When  navies  tall  and  proud 
Attempt  to  i'poil  our  peace, 
He  lends  his  temped  roaring  lotidjjj 
And  finks  them  in  die  feas. 


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PSALM      XLVIII. 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Oar  eyes  have  often  feen, 
How  well  our  God  fecures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  flocks  have  been. 

7  In  ev'ry  new  diftrefs, 

We'll  to  his  houfe  repair, 
Recall  to  mind  his  wond  reus  grace, 
And  feek  deliv  ranee 'there. 

P    S    A   L    M    48.       ver.  10—14. 
Second  part.     Short  Metre. 

The  beauty  of  the  church;  or,  Go/pel  <worJhip  an4 
order. 
1  "p*^  as  thy  name  is  known 
-T    The  world  declares  thy  praife; 
Thy  faints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  fongs  of  honor  raife. 

2.  With  joy  thy  people  frand 
On  Zion's  chofen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counfels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  ftrangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Compafr  and  view  thine  holy  ground, 
*  And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  orders  of  thy  houfe, 

The  worfnip  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  fongs,  the  folemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

$  How  decent  and  how  wife ! 
How  glorious  to. behold! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes. 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worfnip  now 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die; 
Will  be  "our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  fky. 


PSALM      XLIX. 


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P    S   A   L    M   49.       ver.  6—14. 

Firft  pa*  t.  Common  Metre. 

fride  and  death;  or,  The  vanity  of  life  and  richer 

I  "\T7"HY  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
VV     To  infolence  and  pride, 
To  fee  his  wealth  and  honors  flow 
With  ev'ry  riling  tide? 

[%  Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  withfcorn. 
Made  of  the  felffame  clay, 
And  boaft  as  though  his  fleih  were  born 
Of  better  dull  than  they? 

3  Not  all  his  treafures  can  procure 
His  fotil  a  ftiort  reprieve, 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour. 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

A  Eternal  life  can  ne'er  be  fold, 
The  ranfom  is  too  high; 
Juftice  will  ne'er  be  bnb'd  with  gold. 
That  man  may  never  die.] 

5  He  fees  the  brutifh  and  the  wife, 
The  timorous  and  the  brave 
Quit  their  poiTeffions,  clofe  their  eyes, 
And  haften  to  the  grave. 

€  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 
"  My  houfe  fhall  ever  ftand ; 
"  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide 
"  I'll  give  it  to  my  land." 
7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  loft. 
How  foon  his  menrry  dies! 
His  name  is  buried  in  the  duft, 
Where  his  own  bodv  lies.] 
F 


PSALM      XLIX. 


PAUSE. 

8  This  Is  the  folly  of  their  way! 

And  yet  their  fons,  as  vain, 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  fay, 
And  acl:  their  works  again. 

9  Men  void  of  v/ifdom  and  of  grace, 

Tho'  honor  raife  them  high, 
Live  like  the  beaft,  a  thoughtlefs  race, 
And  like  the  bead  they  die. 

[10  Laid  in  the  grave,  like  filly  (hee?, 
Death  triumphs  o'er  them  there, 
Till  the  laft  trumpet  breaks  their  Oeep, 
And  wakes  them  in  defpair.] 


S    A  L    M    49.       ver.  14, 

Second  part.  Common  Metre. 
Death  and  the  refurreftlon. 


YE 


'E  fons  of  pride,  that  hate  the  juft, 
And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  hath  brought  you  down  to  dull, 
Your  pomp  (hall  rife  no  more. 

The  laft  great  day  mall  change  the  fcene; 

When  will  that  hour  appear! 
When* (hall  the  juft  revive,  and  reign 

O'er  all  that  icorn'd  them  here? 

God  will  my  naked  foul  receive, 

Call'd  from  the  world  away, 
An.;  break  the  prifon  of  the  grave, 

To  raife  my  mouldering  clay. 

Ileav'n  is  myererlafting  home-, 

.  Th'  inheritance  is  fure; 
Let  men  of  pride    heir  rage  refuiB£> 
J3ut  I  il  repiae  no  mors. 


PSALM     XLIX— L. 


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PS  A  L  M  49.     Long  Metre. 
The  tiehjtnner's  death,  and  the  faint's  refurretlion* 

1  TXTHY  do  the  proud  iofult  the  poor, 

vv    And  boait  the  Targe  eitates  they  have? 
How  vain  are  riches  to  fecure 

Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave! 

2  They  can't  redeem  an  hour  fr  >m  death 

With  ail  the  wealth  in  which  they  tiufl;. 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 
When  God  commands  him  down  to  dufh 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  difmal  fhade 

Shall  claip  their  naked  bodies  round: 
That  flefli,  fo  delicately  fed, 
Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  ground. 

4  Like  though tlefs  fheep  the  Tinner  dies, 

And  leaves  his  glories  in  the  tomb: 
The  faints  ihall  in  the  morning  rile, 
And  hear  the  oppreflbrs  awful  doom. 

5  His  honors  perilh  in  the  dull, 

And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  blood; 
That  glorious  day  exalts  the  jult 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 

6  My  Saviour  ftiail  my  life  reftore, 

Aid  raiie  me  from  my  dark  abode; 
My  fleih  and  ioul  ihall  part  no  more, 
But  dwelifor  ever  near  my  God. 

P    S   A    L    M   50.       ver.  1—6. 
Firit  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  laft  judgment ;  or,  The  /dints  rewarded. 
1  STHE  Lord,  the  judge,  before  his  throng 
Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh. 
The  nations  near  the  riling  fun, 
And  near  the  weftern  iky. 


Pn 


PSALM 


No  more  fhall  bold  blafphemers  fay, 

"  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin;" 
No  more  abufe  his  long  delay 

To  impudence  and  fin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  fhalJ  come; 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way, 
Thunder  and  darknefs,  fire  and  florm 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Beav'n  from  above  his  call  fhall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come, 
And  earth  and  hell  fhall  know,  and  fear 
His  juftice  and  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  faints  (he  cries) 

"  That  made  their  peace  with  God, 
"  By  the  Redeemer's  facrifice, 
"  And  feaPd  it  with  his  blood. 

5  "  Their  faith  and  works,  brought  forth  to  light, 
"  Shall  make  the  world  confefs 
"  My  fentence  of  reward  is  right, 
"  And  heav'n  adore  my  grace." 

PSALM  50.    ver.  10,  11— 14»  15— *3- 

Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

ObeJietice  is  better  than  facrifice. 

1  'X'HUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  The  fpacious  fields^ 
1    "  And  flocks  and  herds  are  mine; 
"  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 
"  I  claim  a  right  divine. 

%  "  I  aflc  no  fheep  for  facrifice, 

"  Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire; 
u  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praife,' 
"  Is  all  that  I  require. 


PSALM      L. 

2  "  Invoke  my  name  when  trouble's  nearj 
"  My  hand  fliall  fet  thee  free; 
"  Then  mail  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
"  The  honor  due  to  me. 

4  "  The  man  that  offers,  humble  praife, 
"  Declares  my  glory  beft: 
"  And  thofe  that  tread  my  holy  ways 
"Shall  my  falvation  tafte." 

P  S  A  L  M  50.    vers  r,  5,  8.  16,  21,  2> 

Third  part.     Co-nmon  Metre. 

The  judgment  of  hypocrites-. 

t  TTTHEN  Chrift  to  judgment  fhall  defcerid* 
VV     And  faints  furround  their  Loid, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 

%  u  Notjbr  the  want  of  bullocks  flain 
"  Wj!l  I  the  world  reprove; 
*'  Altars  and  rites,  and  forms  are  vain, 
"  Without  the  Mire  of  love. 

3  "  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do 

"  To  bring  their  facriiice? 
"  Tliey  call  my  ftatutes  jufl  and  true, 
*'  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

4  "  Could  you  expert  to  Tcape  my  fights 

'•'  And  (in  without  controul? 
"  But  I  fhall  bring  your  crimes  to  light 
"  With  anguifh  in  your  foul." 

5  Confider,  ye  that  flight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  wrath  appear; 
If  one*  you  fall  beneath  his  fwordj 
There's  no  dehv'rer  near. 
Fa 


fST  £    S    A    L    M      L. 

PSALM  50.     Long  Metre. 

Hypocrlfy  expofcd. 

x  TTHE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns, 

■*•    Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
Who  phice  their  hopes  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care. 

a  Vije  wretches  date  rehear  fe  his  name 
With  lips  of  falfehood  and  deceit; 
A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
And  foothe  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbors  wrong, 

Yet  dare  to  feek  their  Maker's  face; 

They  take:  his  cov'nant  on  their  tongue, 

But  break  his  laws,  abufe  his  grace. 

4  To  heav'n  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 

Defil'd  with  luft,  defil'd  with  blood; 
By  ni^ht  they  practice  every  fin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delav, 

They  grow  fecure  and  fin  the  more; 
They  think  he  fleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 

6  O  dreadful  hour!  when  God  draws  near, 

And  fets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes ! 
His  wrath  their  guilty  fouls  fha!J  tear, 
And  no  deliv'rer  dare  to  rife. 

F  S  A  L  M    50.      To  a  new  tune. 

The  lafl  judgment. 

I  nrllELOrdjtheSov'reignjfend'shisfnmmonsforth, 
Calls  the  fouth  nation?,  and  awakes  the  north; 
From  eafr,  to  weft  the  founding  orders  fpread, 
Through  dilrant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead: 
No  more  fhail  atheifts  mock  liis  long  delay; 
His  vengeance  lleeps  no  more:  behold  the  day: 


P    S    A    I.    M 


z  Behold  the  Judge  defends;  his  guards  are 
Tempeft  and  fire  attend  him  cIowd  the  iky. 
He?v  nfearth  and  hell  draw  fteiai ;  kta" 
To  henr  his  juiiice,  and  the  dinner's  doom: 
"  But  gatherfirft  myfaints, ''the  judge  commands, 
"  Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diitant lands. 

3  Behold,  mv  cov'nant  Hands  for  ever  gocd, 
HedVd  by  tlv*  eternal  facrifice  in  blood, 
Ar.diignMwith  alltheir names;  the Greck,the Jew, 
That  paid  the  ancient  worfhip,  or  the  new, 
There's  no  diftinclioa  here;  prepare  their  thrones, 
And  near  me  feat  my  fav:rites  and  my  fons. 

4  I,  then  almighty  Saviour  and  their  God, 

I  am  their  judge;  ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 

jViy  jufl  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 

Thole  awful  truths  that  finner3  dread  to  hear;     . 

Sinners  in  Zion,  tremble,  and  retire  ; 

I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 

5  "Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  flain 
Do  I  condemn  thee ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
Without  the  flame  of  Jove;  in  vain  the  Here 
Of  brutal  off 'rings  that  were  mine  before; 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beails  and  lavage  breed, 

1  Jocks,  herds  and  fields, andforellswherethcN  feed. 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  food? 
When  did  I  thirlf,  or  tafte  the  victim's  blood? 
Can  I  be  flatter 'd  with  thy  cringing  bows 
Thy  fotemn  chatt'riegs,  and  fantaftic  vows? 
Are  my  eyes  charm'd  chy  vellments  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold? 

7  Umhinkingwretch!  how conldfl thou hopetopleafe 
A  Godj  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  ? 
While,  with  my  grace  and  natutes  on  thy  tongue, 
Thou  lov'ltdeceit,  and  doit  thy  brother  wrong; 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  adult'rers  are*  thy  chofen  friends. 


P    S    A    L    M      t* 

Silent  I  waited  with  long-fufF'ring  love, 
But  did  ft  thou  hope  that  I  mould  ne'er  reprove? 
And  cherifhfuch  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  God,  the  righteous,  would  indulge  thy  fin? 
Behold  my  terrors  now;  my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  foul.,, 

9  Sinners,  awake  betimes;  ye  fools  be  wife; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife; 
Change  your  vain  tho'ts,your  finful  works  amend* 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend,; 
Left,  like  a  lion,  his  laft  vengeance  tear 
Your  trembling  foals,  and  no  deliv'rer  near. 

PSALM  |6.     To  the  old  proper  tune. 

The  lajl 'judgment. 

t  HPFlE  God  of  glory  fends  his  fummons  forth* 

Calls  rhe  fouth  nations,  and  awakes  the  north? 
From  eaft  to  weft  the  fov'reign  orders  fpread, 
Thro'  difcant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead. 
The  trttmpet founds,  hell  trembles,  heaven  rejoices} 
Lift  tip  your  heads ,  ye  flints,  with  cheerful 'voices \ 

i  No  more  mall  atheifts  mock  his  long  delay; 
His  vengeance  fieeps  no  more — behold  the  day; 
Behold,  the  Judge  descends  j  his  guards  are  nigh* 
Tempdis  and  lire  attend  him  down  the  (ley. 

When  God  appears,  all  nature /bull  ad-re  hi;;; ; 
efinriers  tremble  ^faints  rejoice  before  him. 

2  "  Heav'n, earth fr  helldrawnear;  Ictalhhingscome 
To  hear  royjuftice,  and  the  tinner's  doom: 
But  gather  liiil  mv  flints,"  the  Judge  commands* 
"  Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diftant  lands* 
cheer fuj  pa 
i  )  fainls;  ht '  comes far your 'Jalv-:tthn^ 


PSALM      L. 


■ 


4  Behold,  my  cov'nant  ftands  for  ever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  facrifice  in  blood, 
And  fign'd  with  all  theirnames ;  the  Greek,  the  Jew, 
That  paid  the  ancient  worfhip,  or  the  new. 

There's  no  dijlinclion  here;  join  all  your  voices; 
And  raife  your  heads,  ye  faints,  for  heaven  rejoices. 

5  Here,'faiththeLord,'yeangels,fpreadtheirthrones, 
And  near  me  feat  my  fav'rites  and  my  fons ; 
Come!  my  redeem'd,  porTefs  the  joys  prepar'd 
Ere  time  began,  'tis  your  divine  reward. 

When  Chrijl  returns,  wake  every  cheerful ' pajfion, 
Andjhout,  ye  faints  ;  he  comes  for your falvaiion. 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

6  lam  the  Saviour,  I  th'  almighty  God, 

The  fov'reign  judge :  ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 

Myjuil  eternal  fenten.ce,  and  declare 

Thofe  awful  truths,  that  finners  dread  to  hear. 

When  God  appears,  all  nature fliall  adore  hi?n  ; 

While  finners  tre??ible,fai?its  rejoice  before  hi?//. 

7  Stand  forth,  thou  bold  blafphemer,  and  profane, 
Now  feel  my  wrath,  n6r  call  mythreat'nings  vain; 
Thou  hypocrite,  once  drefs'd  in  faint's  attire, 

I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 
Judgment  proceeds,  hell  trembles,  heav't?  rejoices; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

%  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  flatn 
Do  I  condemn  thee;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
Without  the  rlames  of  love:  in  vain  the  ftore 
Of  brutal  off' rings  that  were  mine  before. 

Earth  is  the  Lord's,  all  nature  fh all  adore  him; 

While  fimiers  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  him. 

9  1  f  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  food  ? 

When  did  I  thirft,  or  drink  thv  builock's  blood? 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beafts  and  favage  breed, 
Flocks,  herds  and  fields,  andforellswfiere  they  feed; 


m 


S    A    L    M      L. 


Sfll  is  the  Lord's;  he  rules  the  wide  creation; 
Gives  Jin  ners  vengeance,  and  the  faints  fi  hat  ion. 

10  Can  I  be  fiatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows! 
Thy  folemn  chatt 'rings,  and  fantaftic  vows? 
Are  my  eyes  charm 'd  thy  veftments  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold? 

Cod  is  the  judge  of  hearts,  no  fair  difguifs 
Canfcreen  the  guilty  tvhen  his  vengeance  rifes. 

PAUSE  THE   SECOND. 

1 1  Unthinking  wretch  Ihowcouldflthouhopetopleafe 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe? 
"While,  with  my  grace  and  ftatutes  on  thy  tongue, 
Thou  lov'ft  deceit,  and  does  thy  brother  wrung. 

jfudgihent  proceeds,  hell  trembles,  heavn  rejoices; 
jLift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  witt  cheerful  voices. 

12  In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends; 
Thieves  and  adult  "rers  are  thy  chofen  friends: 
Vs  hile  the  falie  tlatt'rer  at  mine  altar  waits, 
His  harden'd  foul  divine  inftiuclion  hates. 

Cod  is  the  judge  of  hearts,  no  fair  difguifes 
Canfcreen  the  guilty  when  his  vengeance  rifes. 

13  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fuff'ring  love, 

'  Bur  didft  thou  hope  that  I  mould  ne'er  reprove; 
And  cherilh  ilich  ah  impious  thought  within, 
That  the  all-holy  would  indulge  thy  fin? 

S*e,  God  appears  ;  all  nations  join  f  adore  him; 
^Judgfiient  proceeds,  and  firmer  s  fall  before  him. 

14  Behold  my  terrors  now;  my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crinx  s  affright  thy  gathy  foul; 
Now,  like  a  lion,  (hall  my  vengeance  tear 
Thy  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deliv 'rer  near. 

jfudgment  concludes,  lei!  trembles,  heavn  rejoices; 
jLift  up  your  heads,  ye  faints,  'with  cheerful  v  rices. 


PSALM      IX 

EPIPHONEMA. 

Sinners,  awake  betimes;  ye  fools  be  wife; 

Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rife; 

Change  your  vain  tho'ts, your  finful  works  amend, 

Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend. 
Then  join ,  ye  fa  hits ;  nvake  ev  'ry  cheerful  pafjion  ; 
Whm  Chriji  returns,  he  comes  for  your fahatioiu 

P  S  A  I  M  51.     Firft  part.    Long  Metre. 
A  penitent  pleading  for  pardon* 


1   CHEW  pity,  Lord ;  O  Lord  forgive; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live: 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
May  not  a  iinner  truft  in  thee? 

3  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  furpafs, 
The  pow'r  and  glory  of  thy  grace: 
Great  .God,  thy  natare  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  O  warn  my  foul  from  ev'ry  fin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conference  cleans 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  pail  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  (hame  ray  fins  confefs 
Againil  thy  law,  againil  thy  grace; 
Lord,  mould  thy  judgment  giowferere, 
I  am  condemned  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  fudden  vengeance  feize  my  breathy 
I  muft  pronounce  thee  juii in  death: 

And  it' my  foul  wercient  to  hell, 
1  by  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet,  fave  a  trembling  finner,  Lord, 
Waoiehope,  ftill  hoVring  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  fome  fweet  promife  there3 

re  Jure  fuoport  againil  defpair, 


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PSALM.      LI. 


PSALM  51.    Second  part.    Lcng  Metre* 

Original  and  attualjin  eonfejfed. 

1  TORD,  lam  vile,  conceiv'd  in  fin; 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean: 
Sprung  from  the  man  whofe  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

1  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  feeds'  of  fin  grow  up  for  death; 
The  law  demands  a  perfect  heart;  * 
But  we're  defiPd  in  every  part. 

[j  Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew, 
And  form  my  ipirit  pure  and  true: 
O  make  me  wife  betimes  to  ipy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 

4  Behold  I  fall  before  thy  face; 
My  only  i*fuge  is  thy  grace; 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean; 
The  leprofy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beail, 
Nor  hyiTop  branch,  nor  fprinkling  pneir, 
N01  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  lea, 
Can  waih  the  difmal  ftain  away. 

6  Jefus,my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Iiath  povv'rfufficient  to  atone; 

Thy  blood  can  make  we  white  as  fnow; 
.    No  J ewilh  types  could  cleanfe  me  fo. 

hile  puik  difturbs  and  breaks  my  peace* 
Npr  fiefh  nor  foul  hath  reft  or  eafe; 
.',  It  me  hear  thy  p^rd'ning  voice, 
ken  heart  rejoice. 


PSALM      LI. 


PSALM   51.    Third  part.    Long  Metre. 

77;<f  hackflider  refored;  or,  Repentance  and 'faith  in 
the  blood  of  Chviji. 

1  s^i  THOU  that  hear'ft  when  Tinners  cry, 
\J  Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

1  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  foul  averfe  to  fin ; 
Let  thy  good  fpirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  prefence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 
Caft  out  and  banifh'd  from  thy  fight ' 
Thine  holy  joys,  my  God,  reftore, 
And  guard  me  that  1  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  flill  afford: 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne., 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  S.on. . 

$  A  broken  hearti  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  facrifice  I  bring; 
The  God  of  Grace  will  ne'er  defpifo 
A  broken  heart  for  facrifice. 

6  My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  duft, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  fentence  jufl; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  fave  the  foul  condemn'd  to  die^ 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways ; 
Sinners  mall  learn  thy  fov'reign  grace; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  fhali  praiie  .1  pard'ning  God, 

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PSALM      7X 

IF'may  thv  love  Jnfpire  mv  tongue! 
Salvation  (hall  be  all  rcy  fcng; 
And  all  my  pow'-s  (h  ill  join  to  blefi 
The  Lord,  my  ilrejigth  and  lighteoufnefs. 


P    S    A    L    M    ji.     v~r.  3—13. 
Y\r  :  paft.  Common  Metre. 

Orlrlnal  and  aftualjin  confejjhd  and  pardoned. 

I  T    ORD,  T  would  fpread  my  fore  diflrefs 
i-i      nd  guilt  before  rhine  eyes; 
Againft  thy  law;,  againfr  thv  grace, 
How  high  my  crimes  arife! 

3  ShouIJ'rr  thou  co-:demn  mvfoul  to  hell, 
And  cruib  my  flefh  to  duft, 
Hcav'n  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well, 
And  earth  mufl  own  it  juft. 

3  I  from  the  fr.ock  of  \dam  came 

Unholy  and  unclean; 
Ah  my  original  <s  fhame, 

And  ail  my  nature  fin. 

4  Born  in  a  world  of  quilt  j  I  drew* 

ntagii  n  with  my  breath; 
And.  as  my  davs  advanc'd,  I  grev/ 
A  jufter  prey  for  death. 

5  Cleanf-  mt,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  foul 

Willi  thy  fori  iving  love; 
O  make  my  brokep  i'piiii  whole, 
And  hid  my  pains  remove. 

%  Let  not  rhy  fpirit  e'er  depart, 
Nor  dnvemc  from  thv  facej 

C re.it e  anew  mv  vicious  heart, 
AudfiJlit  With  thy  grace. 


PSALM      LI— LII. 

j  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known 
Before  the  fons  of  men ; 
Backfliders  fhalladdrefs  thy  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again. 

P    S    A    L    M    $i.      ver.  14-/17. 

Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

Repentance  and  faith  in  the  blood  of  Chriji. 

1  /^\  GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call, 

y~J  My  loads  of  guilt  remove, 

Breakdown  thisfeparating  wall 

That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

»  Give  me  the  prefence  of  thy  grace, 
Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  righteoufnefs, 
And  make  thy  praife  my  fong. 

3  No  blood  of  goats  nor  heifer  ilain 

For  Cm  could  e'er  atone; 
The  death  of  Chrift  (hall  iliil  remain 
Sufficient  apd  alone. 

4  A  foul  opprefs'd  with  fin's  defert 

My  God  will  ne'er  dcfpife: 
A  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
h  oar  belt  facrifke. 

PSALM  5».    Common  Metre. 
The  difappointnisni  of  the  wick 

I  TXTHY  ihould  the  mighty  make  their  beafr, 
And  heavenly  grace  riefpiie*? 
In  their  own  arm  they  put  their  trad, 
An  1  frj]  their  mouth  with  iies. 
a  But  God  in  rcngeance  ihall  deitroy, 
And  n  from  his  face; 

No  more  his  church  annoy, 

Kor  find  oa  earth  a  place. 


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PSALM      LII. 

But  like  a  cultur'd  olive  grove, 

Drefs'd  in  immortal  green, 
Thy  children  blooming  in  thy  love, 

Amid  thy  courts  are  feen. 
On  thine  eternal  grace,  O  Lord, 

Thy  faints  fhall  reft  fecure, 
And  all,  who  truft  thy  holy  word, 

Shall  find  falvation  fure. 


P  S  A  L  M  $2.     Long  Metre. 

The  folly  offdf-depende)ice. 

I  TXTHY  mould  the  haughty  hero  boaft, 
^v    His  vengeful  arm,  his  warlike  hoft? 
While  blood  defiles  his.cruel  hand, 
•   And  defolation  waftes  the  land. 

$  He  joys  to  hear  the  captive's  cry, 
The  widow's  groan,  the  orphan's  figh; 
And  when  the  wearied  fv/ord  would  fpare» 
His  falfehood  fpreads  the  fatal  fnare. 

3  He  triumphs  in  the  deeds  of  wrong, 
And  arms  with  rage  his  impious  tongue; 
With  pride  proclaims  his  dreadful  pow'r, 
And  bids  the  trembling  world  adore. 

4  But  God  beholds,  and  with  a  frown, 
Cafts  to  the  duft  his  honors  down ; 
The  righteous  freed,  their  hopes  recall, 
And  hail  the  proud  oppreffor's  fall. 

5  How  low  th'  infulting  tyrant  lies, 
Who  dar'd  th*  eternal  pow'r  defpife; 
And  vainly  deem'd  with  envious  joy 
His  arm  almighty  to  deftroy. 

6  We  praife  thee,  Lord,  who  heard  our  cf'wi, 
And  fent  falvation  from  the  ikies: 

The  faints,  who  faw  our  mournful  days, 
Shall  join  our  grateful  longs  of  praife. 


PSALM    LIII— LIV.  j 

PSALM  $$.   ver.  4— -6.   Common  Metres 

Victory  and  deliverance  from  perfecution> 

1     A  RE  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools, 
S\.  Who  thus  deflroy  her  faints? 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  complaints? 

a  They  mail  be  feiz'd  with  fad  furprife; 
For  God's  avenging  arm 
Shall  crufh  the  hand  that  dares  arife 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  fons  of  Satan  boaft 

Of  armies  in  array; 
When  God  has  firftdefpis'd  their  hoft, 
They  fall  an  eafy  prey. 

4  O  for  a  word  from  Zibn's  King, 

Her  captives  to  reftore! 
Thy  joyful  faints  thypraife  fhall  ling, 
And  Ifrael  weep  no  more. 


P  S  A  L  M   54.     Common  Metre, 

1  TiEHOLD  us>  Lord,  and  let  our  cry 
-U  Before  thy  throne  afcend, 

Call  thou  on  us  a  pitying  eye, 
And  fliii  our  lives  defend. 
a  For  flaughtering  foes  infult  us  round, 
Oppreflive,  proud  and  vain, 
They  call  thy  temples  to  the  ground. 
And  all  our  rites  profane. 

2  Yet  thy  forgiving  grace  we  trull, 

And  in  thy  power  rejoice; 
Thine  arm  fhall  crufh  our  foes  to  du&, 
Thy  praife  infpire  our  voice, 


P    S    A  LV. 

ou  with  thofe  whole  friendly  hand 
pheld  us  in  diftrefs, 
xtend  thy  truth  through  every  land, 
And  {till  thy  peopie  biels. 


PSALM    s5-    ver.  i— 8,  16,  17,  i2,  z%. 

Common  Metre. 

Support  for  the  afflicted  and  tempted  foul*  ' 

1  /*"\  GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries, 
V>J  Behold  my  flowing  tears,  # 
For  earth  and  heil  my  hurt  devife, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

S  Their  rage  is  level! "d  at  my  life, 
My  foul  with  guilt  thev  load, 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  tlrife, 
To  make  *fcy  hope  in  God. 

3  What  inward  pains  my  heartflrings  wound, 

I  groan  with  ev'ry  breath  ; 
Horror  and  fear  befet  me  round 
Among  the  (hades  of  death. 

4  O  were  J  like  a  feather'd  dove, 

And  innocence  had  wings, 
I'd  iiy,  and  make  a  long  remove 
From  all  thefe  reitlefs  things. 

r  Let  me  to  fome  wild  defert  go, 
And  fip.H  a  peaceful  home, 
Where  ftorms  of  malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 
>  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all 
To  Te.-ipe  the  rage  of  hell! 
The  mighty  God,  on  whom  I  call, 
Can  lave  me  here  as  well. 


PSALM      LV. 

PAUSE. 

7  By  morning  light  I  II  feek  his  face, 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry, 
Th    night  mall  hear  me  rfk  his  grace 
Nor  will  he  long  deny 

S  God  ihal  1  preferve  my  foul  from  fear, 
Or  fhjdd  me  when  afraid  j 
Ten  thoui'  nd  angels  muft  appear 
If  he  command  their  aid. 

9  I  call:  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

1  he  Lord  fiailains  then  all? 

My  courage  rells  upon  his  word, 

That  faints  lhail  never  fall. 

10  My  high  eft  hopes  mall  not  he  vain,  . 

|rps  (hall  fpread  his  praife; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  men 
Scarce  live  cut  halt  then  days. 


PSALM  ss-    ver.  T5,  16,  17,  19,  2Zf 
Short  Metre. 

JET  finners  take  their  courfe, 
-J  And  chufe  the  road  to  death; 
But  in  the  v/orihip  of  my  God 
rilfpend  my  daily  breath. 

My  thoughts  adefct'efs  his  throne. 
When  morning  brings  the  light; 

I  feek  his  bleffing  ev'ry  noon, 
/\nd  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

O  my  eternal  God, 
White  jgnners  periih  in  fu'rprifc 

Bi  .eaih  tliine  angry  rod. 

Becar.fe  they  dwell  at  eafe,    • 

And  no  lad  changes  I 
They  n<  ith   .  fe^r  nor  tru:t  thy  name* 

Uqi  kit  in  to  do  thy  will. 


m 

■Ffll  caf 
JF      And 


PSALM      LVI. 

with  all  my  cares, 
lean  upon  the  Lord; 
11  caft  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  reft  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  fhall  well  fuftain 
The  children  of  his  love; 
The  ground  on  which  their  fafety  (lands 
No  earthly  pow'r  can  move. 


P   5   A  L  M   56.     Common  Metre. 

)eftverancefrom  opprejjion  and falfehood  ;  or,  God 
care  of  his  people ',  in  anfwer  to  faith  and  prayer. 


1  f\  THOU,  whofe  juflice  reigns  on  high, 
V^  And  makes  th'  oppreflion  ceafe, 
Behold  how  envious  finners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

0,  The  Tons  of  violence  and  lies 
.  Join  to  devour  me,  Lord; 
But  as  mv  hourly  dangers  rife, 
My  refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  Oodmoft  holy,  juft  and  true, 

1  have  repos'd  my  truft; 
Kor  will  T  fear  what  flefh  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  duft. 

4  They  wrcft  my  words  to  mifchief  ftiil, 

Charge  me  with  unknown  faults; 
For  mifchiefs  all  their  counfels  fill, 
And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  efcape  without  thy  frown? 

Mull  their  devices  fland? 
O  call  the  haughty  finner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy  handl 


PSALM      LVll, 


PAUSE. 

6  God  fees  the  forrows  of  his  faints, 
Their  groans  affecl:  his  ears: 
Thy  mercy  counts  my  juft  complaints* 
And  numbers  all  my  tears. 

j  When  to'  thy  throne  I  raife  my  ery, 
The  wicked  fear  and  flee : 
So  fwift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  fky, 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 

$  In  thee,  moft  holy,  juft  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my  truft; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  duft. 

9  Thy  folemn  vows  are  on  me.  Lord, 
Thou  (halt  receive  my  praife; 
I'll  fing  "  how  faithful  is  thy  wordf  \ 
"  How  righteous  all  thy  ways!" 

xo  Thou  haft  fecur'd  my  foul  from  deaths 
Oh  fet  thy  priibner  free, 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath 
May  be  employ'd  for  thee. 


P   S   A   L    M  tf.      Long  Metro 

Praife  for  -protections    grace  and  truth. 

l  "VffY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  iprings 
-tVA  Of  botfndlefs  love  and  grace  unknown^ 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  fpreading  wings, 
Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown* 

3  Up  to  the  heav'ns  I  fend  my  cry, 

The  Lord  will  my  deiires  perform; 
He  fends  his  angel  from  the  fky. 
And  laves  me  from  the  thr^at'ning  ftorm. 


*  l,py  p; 

And 


PSALM     LVIII. 

u  exaitcd,  O  my  God, 
ove  the  heav'ns,  where  angels  dwells 
y  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 


4  My  heart  is  fix'd;  my  fong  mail  raife 

Immortal  honors  to  thy  name; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  found  his  praife, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  fky; 
;  His  truth  to  endlefs  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  diflblve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  beav'ns,  where  angels  dwell; 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 


PSALM   58.    As  the  113th  Pfaln*. 

Warning  io  Magljlrates. 

I   JUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  Jaws, 
J   Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  caufe? 
When  vile  opprefTion  waites  the  land? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  finners  'fcape  fecure, 
While  gold  and  greatnefs  bribe  your  hand! 

a  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew    . 
That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too! 

High  in  the  heav'ns  his  juftice  reigns ; 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God; 
And  fend  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 
To  Una  the  conference  in  year  chains. 


PSALM      LIX. 

:  A  poifon*<  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
1  he  arrow  (harp,  the  poifon  ihc  ng, 

And  death  attenfls  where'er  it  wounds: 
You  htai  no  counfels,  cries  01  tears; 
Sc  the  deaf  adder  flops  her  ear:; 
Againft  the  power  of" charming  founds. 

Freak  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thole  teeth  of  lions  dy'd  in  blood; 

And  crufh  the  ferpents  in  the  d«ft: 
As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  fife, 
Before  the  (weeping temped  flies, 

So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  loft, 

Th*  Almighty  thunders  from  riiefky, 
Their  grandeur  .melts,  their  titles  die* 

As  hills  offnow  diflb've  and  run; 
Or  fnails  tliat  perifli  in  their  Dime, 
Or  bi-ths  that  come  tafore  their  time, 

Vain  births  that  never  fee  the  fun. 

Thus  (hall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 
Sal  :ty  and    oy  to  faints  afford; 

And  all  that  heui  fhali  join  and  fay, 
"  Sure  "here's  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
"  .  I  Go  1  that  hears  his  children  civ, 

"  And  will  their  fufFrings  wcii  re^ay." 


P  S  A  L  M  59.      Short  Metre, 
Prayer  for  national  deliverance, 

J  TfROM  foes  that  round  us  rife, 
-*^~  O  God  of  heaverf^efead, 
Who  crave  the  vengeance  of  rlie  ilvies, 
.  with  thy  faints  contend. 

%  Behold,  from  diftant  fhores 
And  defert  wilds  they  reme, 
Com!  :  ie  for. blood  then  baib'rons  force, 
And  ihrungh  thy  cities  roam. 


I  TO  P    S    A    L    M      IX 

Kith  the  filent  (hade 
Jheir  fecret  plots  they  lay, 
br  peaceful  walls  by  night  invade> 
And  wafte  the  fields  by  day. 

4  And  will  the  God  of  grace, 

Regardlefs  of  our  pain, 
Permit,  fecure,  that  impious  race 
To  riot  in  their  reign? 

5  In  vain  their  fecret  guile 

Or  open  force  they  prove; 
His  eye  can  pierce  the  deepeft  veil, 
His  hand  their  ftrength  remove. 

6  Yet  fave  them,  Lord,  from  death, 

Left  we  forget  their  doom ; 
But  drive  them,  with  thine  angry  breath, 
Through  diftant  lands  to  roam. 

7  Then  (hall  our  grateful  voice 

Proclaim  our  guardian  God; 
The  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice* 
And  found  the  praife  abroad. 


P   S  A  L   M   6c.    Coramen  Metre. 

Looking  to  God  in  thedijlrefs  ofnvar. 

I"  ORD  thou  haft  fcourg'd  our  guilty  land, 
-*-1  Behold  thy  people  mourn;  , 
Shall  vengeance  ever  guide  thy  hand, 


And  mercy  ne'er  return? 

fl  Beneath  the  terrors  of  thine  eye 
Earth's  haughty  towers  decay; 
Thy  frowning  mantle  fpreads  the  Iky, 

And  mortals  melt  away. 

5  Cur  Zion  trembles  at  thyftroke, 
And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand! 
Oh,  heal  the  people  thou  haft  broke, 
And  lave  the  finking  land. 


PSALM     LXL 

4  Exalt  thy  banner  in  the  field, 

For  thofe  that  fear  thy  name; 
from  barb  rous  hofts  our  nation  mield> 
And  put  our  foes  to  fhame. 

5  Attend  our  armies  to  the  fight, 

And  be  their  guardian  God; 
In  vain  (ball  numerous  pow'rs  unite 
Againft  thy  lifted  rod. 

6  Our  troops,  beneath  thy  guiding  hand^ 

Shall  gain  a  glad  renown: 
'Tis  God  who  makes  the  feeble  ftamlj 
And  treads  the  mighty  down. 


P  S  A  L  M  6i.    ver.  i— 6.    Short Metis1.- 

Safety  in  God. 

i  TXT" HEN  overwhelmed  with  grief 

*  v    My  heart  within  me  dies, 

Helplefs,  and  far  from  all  relief, 

Toheav'n  J  lift  mine  eyes. 

a  Oh  lead  me  to  the  rock 

That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  ot  thy  wing£ 
My  (helter  and  my  (hade. 

3  Within  thy  prefence,  Lord, 
For  ever  111  abide; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence^ 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 


4  Thou  givefr.  me  the  lot 

Of  thofe  that  fear  thy  name;. 
If  endlefs  life  be  their  reward-, 
1  lhaJl  poflefe  the  feme. 


p 

Wo  trull 


PSALM    LXII-LXUL 
SALM  6i,  ver.  5 — 12.  Long  Metre. 


0  trujl  in  the  creatures;  or,  Faith  in  divine  graK 
,    and  ponver. 
1  IVyTY  fprrit  looks  to  God  alone; 
iVA  My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  flraits, 
My  foul  on  his  falvation  waits. 

A  Trull  him,  ye  faints,  in  all  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face; 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all  fufficient  aid. 

3  Falfe  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  bafer  fort  are  vanity; 

Laid  in  the  balance  both  appear 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increafing  gold  your  triift, 
Nor  fet  your  hearts  on  glitt  ring  dull; 
Why  will  you  grafp  the  fleeting  fmoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  fpuke. 

>j  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
'  -Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
All  pow'r  is  his  eternal  due; 
He  muft  be  fear'd  and  trailed  too. 

6  For  fov'reign  power  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne: 
Thy  grace  and  juftice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  lafl  reward. 


P  S  A  L  M  63.    ver.  1,  2,  $>  5,  4. 

Firft  part.     Common  Metre. 

The  morning  of  a  Lord's  day, 

1  TJ'A'RLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
X.J  I  hatfe  to  feek  thy  face; 
My  thirfty  fpi.rit  faints  awav, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 


PSALM      LXTtt, 

%  So  pilgrims  on  the  fcorching  fand, 
Beneath  a  burning  iky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  itream  at  hand, , 
And  they  mult  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  feen  thy  glory,  and  thv  power 

Through  all  thy  temple  mine; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  hoar, 
That  virion  fo  divine. 

4  Not  alltheblefiings  of  a  feaft 

Can  pleaie  my  ioul  fo  well, 

As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  tafle. 

And  in  thy  pi  tlence  dwell. 

j  Not  life  itielf,  with  all  its  joys, 
Can  my  belt  pamons  move, 
Or  raife  fo  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  f 01  giving  love. 

I  Thus,  till  mylaft  expiring  day 
I'll  bleis  my  God  and  King; 
Thus  will  I  lift  if  y  hands  to  pray, 
.And  tune  my  lips  to  ling. 


T    $    A    L    M    63.       ver.  6—10. 

Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

M^ilght  thoughts  recdlecled. 

1  trPWAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 
I  thought  upon  thy  power, 
I  kept  thy  ioveiy  face  in  fjght 
Amidil  the  darkeft  hour. 

a  Mv  flcfh  lay  reding  on  my  bed, 
M  y  ibul^rofe  ot^higli ; 
*'  M\  God,  my  ii;:,  my  hope,"  I  faid, 
"  Uiing  thy  ialrauoa  nigh/' 


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Pm    psalm    txnt 
If  fpirit  labors  up  thine  hill, 
And  climbs  the  heav'nly  road; 
x>ut  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  ftill, 
While  I  purfue  my  God. 

4  Thy  mercy  flretches  o'er  my  head 

The  fliadow  ot  thy  wings ; 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid, 
My  tongue  awakes  and  fings. 

5  But  the  deftroyers  of  my  peace 

Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain ; 
The  tempter  mail  for  ever  ceafe, 
And  all  my  fins  be  flain. 

6  Thy  fword  fliall  give  my  foes  to  deathy 

And  fend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth, 
Or  in  the  deeps  of  hell. 


P  S  A  L  M  63.    Lon*  Metre; 

Longing  after  God;  or,  The  love  of  God  better  tlcm 

life. 
j  /^REAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
^J  Thou  art  my  hope.,  my  joy,  my  reft; 
The  glories  that  compofe  thy  name 
Stard  ail  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 
a  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  juft  and  wife, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God; 
And  I  am  thine  by  facred  ties, 

Thy  fon,  thy  fervant,  bought  with' blood, 

3  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 

For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 
As  travellers  in  ihirfty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  With  early  feet  1  love  t'  appear 

Among  Vhy  faints,  and  feek  thy  face, 
Oft  have  I  feen  thy  glory  there, 
Awd  felt  the  power  oi  fofVeigu  grace* 


PSALM      LXIN. 

5  Not  fruits  or  wines,  that  tempt  our  tafte, 
No  pleafures  that  to  fenfe  belong 
Could  make  me  fo  divinely  bleft, 
Or  raife  fo  high  my  cheerful  fong. 

C  My  life  itfelf  without  thy  love 

No  tafte  or  pleafure  could  afford;    , 
'Twould  but  a  tirefome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banifn'd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidft  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
When  bufy  cares  afflict  my  head, 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 
And  adds  refrefhment  to  my  bed. 

%  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raife  my  voice, 
While  1  have  breath  to  pray  or  praife  * 
This  work  fhall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
Andblefs  the  remnant  of  my  days. 


P  S  A  L  M  63.    Short  Metre* 

Seeking  God. 

1  TV/fY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
lVi  This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine; 
And  Jet  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  tafte  thy  love  divine, 

a  My  thirfty  fainting  foul 

Thy  mercy  does  implore: 

Not  travellers  in  defert  lands 

Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  my  place, 
Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold. 
And  feel  thy  quick'ning  grace. 

4  For  life  without  thy  love 

No  relifh  can  afford ; 
No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this, 
To  ierve  and  pleafe  the  Lord. 


■         PSALM      LXIV. 
hee  I'll  lifr  my  hands, 
id  praifethce  while  I  live; 
Kt>  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feaft 
Such  food  or  pleafure  give. 
6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night 
1  call  my  God  to  mind; 
I  think  how  wife  thy  counfels  are, 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 

1  Since  thou  haft  heen  my  help, 

.    :  o  thee  my  fpirir  flies, 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

2  The  fhadow  of  thy  wings 

Mv  foul  in  fafety  keeps : 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  fupports  my  fteps. 


P  S  A  L  M  64.    Long  Metre 


1  /^REAT  God,  attend  to  my  complaint, 
v_T  Nor  let  my  drooping  fpifit  faint; 
When  foes  in  fecret  fpread  thefnare, 
Let  my  falvation  be  thy  care 

a  Shield  me  without,  and  guard  within, 
From  treacherous  foes  and  deadly  fin; 
]V5ay  envy,  lull  and  pride  depart, 
^nd  he-Av'nly  grace  expand  my  heart. 

3  Thy  jufticc  and  thy  power  d'fplay, 
And  fcatter  far  thy  foes  away; 
While  lift 'ning  nations  learn  thy  word. 
And  faints  triumphant  blefs  the  Lord. 

4  Then  mall  thv  church  exalt  her  voice, 
And  all  that  love  thy  name  rejoice; 
By  faith  approach  thine  awful  throne, 
And  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Soa. 


PSALM      LXV 


P    S    A    L    M    6$.       ver.  i— $. 

Firft  part.     Long  Metre. 

Public  prayer  andpraife 

j  THKE  praifeof'Zion  waits  for  thee, 

■*■    My  God;  and  praife  becomes  thy  hoiife? 
There  (hall  thy  faints  thy  glory  fee, 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 

2  O  thou,  whofe  mercy  bends  the  flues, 
To  lave  when  humble  finners  pray, 
All  lands  to  thee  Khali  lift  their  eyes, " 
And  every  yielding  heart  obey. 

%  Againft  my  will  my  fins  prevail, 

But  grace  will  purge  away  theftain; 
The  blood  of  Chriit  will  ne\  cr  fail  | 
To  warn  my  garments  white  again. 

4  Blefs  d  is  the  man  whom  thou  (halt  choofe* 

~  nd  give  him  kind  accds  to  thee; 
Give  him  a  place  within  thy  houfe, 
To  tafte  thy  love  divuieiy  free. 

PAUSE. 

5  Let  Babel  fear  when  2-ion  prays; 

Babel,  prepare  for  long  diftrefs, 

When  Zion  s  God  himfelf  arrays 

In  terror  and  in  righteoufnefs. 

6  With  dreadful  glory  God  fulfils 

What  his  afflicted  faints  requeft; 
And  with  almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love,  to  give  his  churches  reft, 

7  Then  fhallthe  flocking  nations  run 

To  Zion's  hill,  and  own  their  Lord; 
The  riling  and  the  fetting  fun 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  name  ador'4. 


PSALM      LXV. 

P    S    A    L    M    65.      ver.  5—13, 
Second  part.    Long  Metre, 

Divine  Providence  in  air,  earth  andfea;  or,  T/>* 
God  of  ?iature  arid  grace. 

1  '"PHE  God  of  our  falvation  hears 

•*    The  groan  of  Zion,  mix'd  with  tears; 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  deligns, 
Through  ail  the  way  his  terror  mines. 

%  On  him  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  the  earth's  remoteft  ends, 
Where  the  Creators  name  is  known, 
By  nature's  feeble -light  alone. 

3  Sailors,  that  travel  o'er  the  flood, 
Addrefs  their  frighted  fouls  to  God, 
When  tempefls  rage,  and  billows  roar 
At  dreadful  diitanee  from  the  fhore. 

4  He  bids  the  noify  tempefts  ceafe ; 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace, 
When  a  tumultous  nation  raves, 
Wild  as  the  winds,  and  loud  as  waves* 

^  Whole  kingdoms,  fhaken  by  the  fiorm, 
He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  form; 
Mountains  eftabliflvd  by  his  hand, 
Firm  on  their  old  foundations  ftand. 

6  Behold,  his  enfigns  fweep  the  fky, 
New  comets  blaze,  and  light'nings  flyj 
The  heathen  lands,  with  fwift  furprife, 
From  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes* 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  eaft,  and  leads  the  day, 
He  guides  the  fun's  declining  wheels- 
Over  the  taps  of  weftern  hills. 


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PSALM      LXV. 

S  Scafons  and  times  obey  his  voice; 
The  evVing  and  the  morn  rejoice 
To  fee  the  earth  made  foft  with  mowers 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  drefs'd  in  flowers. 

9  JTis  from  his  wat'ry  flores  on  high 
He  gives  the  thirfly  ground  fupply; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  difpenfe. 

to  The  defert  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
Abundant  fruit  the  vallies  yield; 
The  Tallies  fhout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighboring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

li  The  paftures  fmile  in  greeii  array, 
Their  lambs  and  larger  cattle  play; 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 
Each  in  his  language  fpeaks  thy  name. 

zz  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  pow'r  divine; 
O'er  ev'ry  field  thy  glories  mine ; 
Through  ev'ry  month  thy  gifts  appear; 
Great  God,  thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 


PSJLM  6$.     Firftpart.  Common  Metre. 

A  prayer- bear  kg   God;    and  the    Gentiles  called* 
1  T)RAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee; 
A     There  fhali  our  vows  be  paid ; 
Thou  hail  an  ear  when  finners  prav. 
All  flefh  fliallieek  thine  aid. 
a  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail, 
But  pard'ning  grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  fklll 
To  conquer  ev'ryfln. 

3  B1^3'f  ?re  the  men  wl^rn  thou  wilt  chuft 
Jo  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
G>vethem  a  dwelling  in  thine  houfe, 
To  feaft  vspoa  thy  grace. 


PSALM      XLV. 

4  In  anfw'ring  what  thv  church  requefts,, 

Thy  truth  and  terrar  mine, 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteoufnefs 
Fulfil  thy  kind  defign. 

5  Thus  (hall  the  wond'ring  nations  fee 

The  Lord  is  good  and  jnfl; 
And  diftant  iflands  fly  to-  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  trafti 

6  Thev  dread  thy  glitt'ring  tokens,  Lord, 

When  figns  in  heav'n  appear; 
But  they  (hail  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM  6c.  Second  oart.  Common  Metre. 

■s   The  providence  of  God  in  air,  earth  and Jl-a;  or,  The 
bleffings  of  rain. 
I  ''"PIS  by  thy  ftrength  the  mountains  ftand, 
God  of  eternal  pow'r; 
The  tea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  temptfts  ceafe  to  roar. 

f  a  Thy  morning  light  and  ev'ning  made 
HuccelTive  comforts  b.ing: 
Thv  plenteous  fruits  make  harvefl  glad, 
'i  hy  flowers  adoin  the  fpring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heav'n,  earth  and  air  are  thine; 
When  clouds  diftil  in  fruitful  iliow'rs, 
The  author  is  divine. 

4  Thofe  wand  ring  citterns  in  the  flcy 

Borne  hy.the  winds  around, 
Whole  waVry  trtafures  well  fupply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

15  The  vhirftv  ridges  drink  their  fill, 
And  ranks  of  corn  appear; 
Thy  wavs  abound  with  bleflinpF  ftujj 
1'hy  goodneis  crowns  the  year. 


PSALM    LXV— LXVI. 


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PSALM  65.  Third  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  blejjings  of  the  Spring;    or,  God  gives  rain. 

A  PSALM  FOR  THE   HUSBANDMAN. 

1  (^  OD  is  the  Lord,  the  heay'nly  King, 
vJT  Who  makes  the  earth  his  care; 
Vifits  the  paftures  ev'ry  fpring, 
And  bids  the  grafs  appear. 

3  The  clouds,  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 
Pour  out  at  his  command 
Their  wat'ry  bleflings  from  the  Iky, 
To  cheer  the  thirfty  land. 

3  Thefoften'd  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  fpring; 

The  yallies  rich  provision  yield, 

And  the  poor  lab'rers  fing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  ev'ry  fide 

Rejoice  at  falling  fliowrrs; 
The  meadows,  drefs'crin  beauteous  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flow'rs. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refrem'd  with  rain, 

Promifs  a  joyful  crop; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raile  the  reapers'  hope. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodnefs  crowns, 

How  beauteous  are  thy  ways! 
The  bleating  flocks  fpread  0  er  the  downs, 
And  ihepherds  fhout  thy  praife. 

PSALM  66.  Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 
Governing  power  and  goodnefs;  or,  Our  grace  tried 

by  afjiittion. 
I  Q ING,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord, 
O  Sing  with  a  joyful  noife: 
With  melody  or  found  record 
Iiis  honors  and  your  joys. 


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P    S    A.  L    M      LXVIi 

a  Say  to  the  Pow'r  that  form'd  the  fky, 
"  How  terrible  art  thou ! 
"  Sinners  before  thy  prefence  fly, 
"  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow." 

£3  Come  fee  the  wonders  of  our  God, 
How  glorious  are  his  ways ! 
In  Mofes'  hand  he  put  the  rod, 
And  clave  the  frighted  feas. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

While  Ifra'l  pafs'd  the  flood; 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy, 
And  triumph  in  their  God."] 

5  He  rules  by  his  refiftlefs  might; 

Will  rebel  mortals  dare 
Provoke  the  eternal  to  the  fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war? 

6  O  blefs  our  God,  and  never  ceafe; 

Ye  faints,  fulfil  his  praife; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  hall  prov'd  our  fufFring  fouls, 

To  make  our  graces  fhine; 
So  filver  bears  the  burning  ecals, 
The  metal  to  refine. 

8  Through  wat'ry  deeps  and  fiery  ways 

We  march  at  thy  command, 
Led  too  poflefs  the  promis'd  place 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

P    S    A    L    M   27.      ver.  13—10. 
Second  part.  Common  Metre. 
Praife  to  God  for  hearing  prayer* 
I  "tvfOW  will  my  folemn  vows  be  paid 
-1-N    To  that  almighty  Pow'r, 
That  heard  the  long  rcqaefts  I  made 
la  my  diitrefsful  hour. 


PSALM      LXVII,  ,£% 

&  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known ; 
Come,  ye  that  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  huge  forrows  fell, 

1  fought  tta  heav'nly  aid ; 
He  fav'd  my  finking  foul  from  hell, 
And  death's  eternal  made. 

4  Jf  fin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart 

While  pray'r  employ  d  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  had  mown  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praifes  fung. 

5  But  God  (his  name  be  everblefs'd!) 

Has  fet  my  fpirit  free; 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  request, 
Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 


PSALM   67.     Common  Metre. 
The  ?iation>  j  profperity,  and  the  church's  increafe. 

1  CHINE,  mighty  God,  on  Zion  fhine, 

^  With  beams  of  heav'nly  grace: 
i    Reveal  thy  pow'r  through  all  our  coafts, 
And  mew  thy  fmiling  face. 

[a  Amidft  our  realm,  exalted  high 
Do  thou  our  glory  ftand; 
And,  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire, 
Surround  the  fav'rite  land.] 

3  When  mall  thy  name,  from  fnore  to  more* 
Sound  all  the  earth  abroad; 
And  diftant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God? 
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A  PSALM      LXVIII. 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands, 

Sing  loud,  with  folemn  voice; 
Let  every  tongue  exalt  his  praife, 

And  every  heart  rejoice. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  fov'reign  Judge, 

That  fits  enthron'd  above, 
In  wrifdom  rules  the  worlds  he  made, 
And  bids  them  talte  his  love* 

6  Earth  (hall  obey  his  high  command, 

And  yield  a  full  increafe; 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chofen  land 
With  fruitful nefs  and  peace. 

7  God  the  Redeemer  fcatters  round 

His  choiceft  favors  here, 
While  the  creation's  utmoil  bound 
Snail  fee,  adore  and  fear. 

P  S  A  L  M  68.  Firft  part.  ver.  i— 6,  ji— 5$, 

Long  Meire. 

The  vengeance  and  compajjlon  of  God, 

I  T    ET  God  artfe  in  ail  his  might, 
X-j   And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight; 
As  fnv>k.e,  that  fought  to  cloud  the  ikies, 
Before  the  rifiafg  temped:  flies, 

[_2  He  comes,  array'd  in  faming  flames  j 
Juftice  and  Veftfceanee  are  his  names: 

Behold,  his  faintitog  foes-expire, 
Like  melting  wax:  heroic  the  lire.] 

3  He  rides  and  thunder?  through  tbe/ky: 
His  name  Jehu  on  high: 

Sing  to  his  n  ime>  ye  Com  of  grafcejj 
Ye  faints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 


P    S    A    L    M      iXVIII.  Jt$ 

A  The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  fharp  diftiefs! 
In  him  the  poor  and  heiplefs  find 
A  judge  that's  juftj  a  Father  kind. 

5  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 
And  pris'ners  iee  the  light  again; 
But  rebels,  that  diipute  his  will, 
Shall  dwell- in  chains  and  davknefs  Hill* 

P  A  U  S*E. 

6  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  fong: 
His  wend'rous  names,  and  pow'rs  rehearfe3 
His  honors  (hall  enrich  your  veri'e. 

7  He  makes  the  heav'ns  with  loud  alarms; 
How  terrible  is  God  in  aims! 
In  lira']  arehismeicies  known, 
lfra'1  is  his  peculiar  throne. 

8  Proclaim  him- King,  pronounce  him  blefs'd; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  reft; 
When  terrors  rife,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  flrength  of  ev  i  y  faint. 


P    S    A    L     M    68.       ver.  17,  18. 

Second  part.     Long  Metre. 

Chrljl's  afcenfiov.)  and  the  gift  of  the  Spirit, 

I  T    OKD  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high, 
f-^  Ten  tlionfand  angels  1111  d  the  iky; 
'Xhofeheav'nly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  ftate. 

a  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
TvTore  chorions  when  the  Lord  was  there, 
While  Lep-ronounc'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  i\\  ock  the  choien  tribes  with  awe* 


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36  PSALM      LXVIlt*       ^ 

How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rs  of  hell, 
That  thoufwd  fouls  had  captive  made* 
Were  all  in  chains,  like  captives,  led. 

4  RaisM  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  fent  his  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  agairi. 


PSALM  68.  ver.  19,  9,  20,  21,  azi 

Third  part.     Long  Metre. 

Pralfe  for  temper alblejjlngs;  or,  Common  and '/pe- 
dal mercies. 

1  "IXTE  blefs  the  Lord,  the  juft,  the  good, 

V  V    Who  fills  our  hearts  with  heavenly  foodj 
Who  pours  his  bleffings  from  the  fides, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  fupplies. 

a  He  fends  his  fun  his  circuit  round, 
To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground; 
He  bids  the  clouds*  with  plenteous  rain, 
Refreih  the  thirfty  earth  again. 

3  'Tib  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  ail  our  near  efcapes  from  death: 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong; 

He  heals  the  weak,  and  guards  the  flrong. 

4  He  makes  the  faint  and  finner  prove 
The  common  bleilings  of  his  love; 
But  the  wide  difference  that  remains 
Is  eodlefs  joy  or  endlefs  pains. 

5  The  Lord,  that  bruis'd  the  ferpent's  keaclj 
On  all  the  ferpent's  feed  ihall  tread, 

The  ftubborn  finner's  heart  confound* 
And  finite  him  with  a  lafling  wound, 


PSALM      LXIX. 

6  But  his  right  hand  his  faints  (hall  raife 
From  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  feas; 
And  bring  them  to  his  court  above, 
There  (hall  they  tafte  his  fpecial  lore. 


P    S    A    L    M    69.      ver.  1— 14, 

Firft  part.  Common  Metre 

The  Sufferings  of  Chrifl  for  our  fahation, 

i  it    QAVE  me,  O  God,  the  fuelling  floods; 
O  "  Break  in  upon  my  foul: 
"  I  link;  and  forrows  o'er  my  head 
"  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 

3  "  I  cry  'till  all  my  voice  be  gone, 
"  In  tears  I  wafte  the  day; 
"  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
And  fhorten  thy  delay. 

3  "  They  hate  my  foul  without  a  caufe, 

"  And  ftill  their  number  grows; 
"  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 
And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

4  "  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 

"  That  men  could  never  pay, 
"  And  give  thofe  honors  to  thy  law 
"  Which  fmners  took  away." 

5  Thus,  in  the  great  Meiliah's  name, 

The  royal  prophet  mourns; 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief,' 
And  gives  u»s  joy  by  turns. 

6  "  Now  fn,  J!  the  faints  rejoice  and  find 

"  Salvation  in  my  name, 
11  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  load? 
"  Qf  forrow,  pain  and  flume, 
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PS     A    L    M      LXIX. 
Grief,  like  a  garment,  cloth 'd  me  round, 
*   And  fackcJotl)  was  my  drefs, 
While  I  procured  for  naked  fouls 
"  A  robe  of  righteouineis. 

8  "  Amongfl  my  brethren  and  the  Jews 

"iJikcaftrangei  flood, 
"  &i)d  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 
"  'i  he  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

9  "  *  came  in  finful  mortal's  (lead 
*'  To  do  my  lather's  wilf, 

"  Yet  when  I  deans  'd  my  Father's  home, 
"  They  fcandahVd  my  zeal. 

to  "  My  failings  and  my  holy  groans 
*'  w  c;e  made  the  cii  unkard  s  long; 
*?  But  God,  from  h:s  celeftial  throne, 
ik  Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

Ii  "  He  fav'd  me  ficm  the  dreadful  deep, 
•'  Where  fears  be  let  me  r<  undj 
"  ITe  rais'd  and  fix  d  my  linking  feet 
"  On' well  eilabhiVd  ground. 

H  lt  "Tv/as  in  a  molt,  accepted  hcur 
**  My  pray'r  aroie  on  high, 
il  And,  lor  my  fake,  my  God  mail  hear 
*•  The  dying  (loner's,  cry. 


P  $  s!  L  M  Cg.      ver.  14?  »r,  s5,  i%, 

Second  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  pajfipn  and  exaltation  of  Chnj**     * 


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OW  let  our  lips,  with  holy  fear, 
And  mournful  pleafure,  fing 

rings  of  our  great  High  Tiieft, 
The.  forrows  of  our  Kins. 


PSALM      LXIX. 

e  Tic  finks  in  floods  of  deep  diftrefs; 
How  high  the  waters  rife! 
While  to  his  heav'nly  Father's  ear  , 
He  fends  perpetual  cries. 

$  M  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fare  thy  Son 
"  Nor  hide  thy  flar.mg  face; 
"  Why  (hot  Id  thv  fav  rite  look  like  one 
"  Forfaken  of  thy  grace? 

4  "  With  rage  they  perfecutc  the  man 

"  That  groans. beneath  thy  wound, 
"  While  fur  a  facrihee  I  pour 
M  My  iife  upon  the  gtound. 

5  "  They  tread  my  honor  to  the  dull, 

"  Aid  laugh  when  1  complain; 
li  Their  fharp  infulting  flandeis  add 
"  Frefh  angui/h  to  my  f>ain. 

6  "All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 

"  Thefcandal  and  theihame; 
"  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  hearty 
"  And  lies  dehTd  my  name. 

*j  "  I  lcok'd  for  pity  but  in  vain; 
"  My  kindred  are  my  giief; 
"  I  alk  my  friends  foi  comfort  round, 
"  But  meet  with  no  lelief. 

8  "  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirft, 
"  They  give  me  gall  for  food; 
<;  And,  fporting  with  my  dying  groans, 
•J  They  triumph  in  my  blood. 

■j  "  Shine  into  my  diftrefTed  foul, 
"  Let  thy  companion  fave; 
"  And  though  my  fiefe  fink  down  to  death, 
"  Reddfem  it  fiom  the  grave. 

o  "  I  (hall  arife  to  praifc  thy  name, 

"  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown, 
4t  And  thy  faivation,  O  iry  God, 
*''  Shall  feat  mq  Qu  thy  throue/* 


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PSALM      LXIX. 


PSALM  69.    Third  part.  Common  Metre: 

ChriJTs  obedience  and  death;  or,  God  glorified  anel 
f muer  s  faved, 

i  TpATHER,  I  fing  thy  wond'rous  grace,' 
J-     1  blefs  my  Saviour's  name, 
He  brought  falvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  finner's  fhame. 

2  His  deep  cliftrefs  has  rais'd  us  high, 

His  duty  and  his  zeal 
Fulfil'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke,' 
And  finifh'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  fbngs, 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  God 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  folemn  foundj 
Than  goat's  or  bullock's  blood. 

4  This  fhall  his  humble  foll'wers  fee, 

And  fet  their  hearts  at  reft; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  for  ever  blefs 'd. 

5  Let  heav'n  and  all  that  dwell  on  high 

To  God  their  voices  raife, 
While  lands  andfeas  afTift  the  (ley, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praife. 

C  Zion  is  thine,  matt  holy  God; 
Thy  Son  fhall  blefs  her  gates ; 
And  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  blood, 
For  thine  own  Ifra?l  waits. 


PS  ALU   69.    Firftpart.    Long  Metre.; 

Chrijl's  pdjjion,  and  finner*  s  fal-vat'ion. 

EEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
The  deeper  forrows  of  our  Lordj; 
Behold  the  riling  billows  roll, 
1Fo  overwhelm  hi«  holy  fouk 


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PSALM      L&IX. 
a  !n  long  complaints  he  fpends  his  breath, 
While  hofts  oi  hell,  and  pow'rs  of  death, 
And  ail  the  ions  of  maiice  join 
To  execute  their  curs'd  deiign. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  pow'r  and  lore 
Has  made  the  enrfe  a  bleffing  prove; 
Thofe  dreadful  fufF'rings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  crimes  which  we  have  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord, 
The  honors  of  thy  lavv  reftor'd; 
His  forrows  made  thy  juitice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

5  O  for  his  fake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  tinner  live; 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  fhall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  fh<une> 


P    S    A    L    M     69.        ver.  7,  && 

Second  part.  Long  Metre. 

Chrljl 's  fuffcr'ings  and  zeal. 

i  »~pWAS  for  our  fake,  eternal  God, 

Thy  Son  fuftainM  that  heavy  load 
Of  bafe  reproach,  and  fore  difgrace, 
While  fliame  defil'd  his  facred  face. 

s,  The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that  check'd  their  fin 3 
While  he  fulnTd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  bat  without  a  caufe. 

[3  "  My  Father's  houfe,"  faid  he,  "  was  made 
"  A  place  for  worfhip,  not  for  trade;*' 
Then,  featuring  'all  their  gold  and  brafs, 
He  icourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  place.! 


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W  P    S    A    L    M     LXX. 

^K.4  Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
^     Conium'd  his  life,  expos  d  his  blood : 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 
He  felt,  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own.} 

£5  His  friends  forfcok,  his  followers  fied, 
While  foes  and  arms  iurround  his  head; 
They  curfe  him  uitli  a  fknd'ious  tongue* 
And  the  faife  judge  maintains  the  wrosg.J 

[6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
Andchaicehis  lips  with  blafphemies: 
They  nail  him  to  the  fhameful  tree; 
There  hung  the  man  that  died  forme.] 

7  But  God  beheld;  and,  from  his  throne, 
Marks  out  the  n;en  that  hate  his  Son; 
The  hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  dead 
Shall  pour  the  vengeance  on  their  head. 


PSALM   70.     Common  Metre. 

P  rote  {lien  againfl  fcrfonal  enemies* 

TN  hafte,  O  God,  attend  my  call, 
A  Nor  hear  my  cries  in  vain; 
O  let  thy  {dc:q  prevent  my  fall, 

And  iliJl  my  hope  fuitain. 
When  foes  infidious  wound  my  name, 

And  tempt  my  foul  aftray, 
Then  let  them.fall  with  lairing  fliame, 

To  their  own  plots  a  prey. 

Willie  all  that  love  thy  name  rejcice» 

Aud  glory  in  thy  word, 
jn  pi  1 5  Salvation  taife  their  voice, 

And  magnify  the  Lord. 

O  '1    1   n-v  help  in  time  of:. 

:  diimay; 
In  pity  batten  to  my  aid, 
IxTcr  let  thy  graced-. lay. 


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P    S    A    L    M      LXXI.  tfa 

PSALM  71.  v.  5— 9.  Firfbpart.  Common  Metre 
77'c'  aged  fain? s  fefleftion  and  hope* 

1  TVyfYGod,  my  everlafling  hape, 
IV  JL  I  live  upon  thy  truth; 

Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  llrengtherrd  all  my  youth. 

2  My  flefh  was  famion'd  by  thy  power, 

With  all  thefe  limbs  of  mine; 
And,  from  my  mothers  painful  hour, 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  feeil 

Repeated  every  year; 
Behold,  my  days  that  yet  remain 
I  trait  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Caft  me  not  0 IF  when  ftrength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arife; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  fhine, 
Whene'er  thy  fervant  dies. 

5  Then,  in  the  hiil'ry  of  my  age, 

When  T.c:n  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thyiove  in  ev'ry  p;:jr?f 
In  evri  y  line  thy  praife. 


P  SAL  M  ;r.  ver.  11,  r,?    tl,  25,  it,  44, 
*\  Second  o>rt    Coinmon  Me   & 

ChrlJ  our  ftrength  andrighteouffmjs* 

1  "\fY  Saviour,  my  almighty  ■\x:1di 
iVX   ■  typraife; 

Where  -a  ,^rs  end3 

-  :e? 
*  ^  hou  artmvoerj.atin;:  tiuic, 
lb'  -I  adore! 

<A';  icevfiVffi* 


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«44  PSALM      LXXT. 

3  My  feet  Paall  travel  all  the  length 
Of  the  celeilial  road, 

And  march  with  courage,  in  thy  flrfingth^ 
To  fee  my  Father  God. 

4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  fore  diflrefs 

l-'cr  fomefurprijingfin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfecl  righteoufnefs, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  vi.eVries  of  my  King? 
My  i~  ■-  I   i  edeenvd  from  (in  and  hell, 
:  falvation  fing. 

f  6  My  tongue  (hall  all  the  day  proclaim 
My  - ••c-iviour  and  my  God, 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  fhame^ 
And  fav'd  me  by  his  blood.] 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs; 
With  this  delightful  long 
Til  entertain  the  darkeft  hours. 
Nor  think  the  feafon  long. 


P    S    A    L    M    71.    ver.  17—21. 

Third  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  aged  Chrijliari's  prayer  and  fang;  or,  Old  agfy 
death  and  the  refurreclioji. 

1  i*""*  OD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth, 
VT  The  guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  declar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wond'rous  ways. 

%  Wilt  thou  forfakc  my  hoary  hairs, 
And  leave  my  fainting  heart? 
Who  mall  fuftain  my -finking  years 
'  If  God,  my  ftrength,  depart?  < 


PSALM      LXXII. 

$  Let  me  thy  pow'r  and  truth  proclaim 
Before  the  riling  age, 
And  leave  a  favour  of  thy  name 
When  (  [hall  quit  the  itage. 

4  The  land  of  filence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove; 
O  may  thefc  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love! 

PAUSE. 

5  Thy  righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high, 

Unfearchable  thy  deeds; 
Thy  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  fky, 
And  ail  my  praife  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threat'nings  roar, 

And  oft  endur'd  the  grief; 
But  when  thy  hand  has  prefs'd  me  forea 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

7  By  long  experience  have  I  known. 

Thy  fov'reign  power  to  fave; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
jSecurely  to  the  grave. 

%  When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  duft, 
My  flefh  fhall  be  thy  care ; 
Thefe  wither'd  iimhs  with  thee  I  truii 
To  raife  them  ftrong  and  fair. 


P  S  A  L  M72.     Firft  part.    Long  Metre* 

The  kingdom  of  Chrifu 

I  /^REATGod,  wWe  nuiverfalfway 
V>T  'rjie  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey^ 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Exiendhis  power,  exalt  his  throne* 
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46*  PSALM     LXXiL 

Thy  fceptre  well  becomes  his  hand, 
All  heav'n  fubmits  to  his  commands; 
His  jufiice  mall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

j  With  power  he  vindicates  the  juft, 
And  tre;:03  th*  opprefTor  in  the  dull:; 
His  worfliip  and  his  fear  mall  laft, 
Tillhours,  and  years,  and  time  be  parL 

4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
S  »  fhall  he  fend  hi?  influence  down; 
His  grace  on  fainting  fouls  diftills, 
Like  heav'iily  dew  on  thirfly  hills. 

5  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath, 
The  fhades  of  overfpreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  fir  ft  dawning  light, 
And  dderts  bloifom  at  the  fight. 

6  The  faints  (hall  flourifh  in  his  days, 
Drefs'din  the  robes  of  joy  andpraife; 
Peace,  like  a  river  from  his  throne, 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 


TSJL  M  72.  Second  part.  Long  Metre, 

ChrijVs  kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

1   TF.SUS  mall  reign  where'er  the  fun 
J   Does  his  fucceffive  journeys  run: 
His  kingdom  ftretch'd  from  more  to  fhore, 
Till  moojis  fhall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

[a  Behold  the  nations  with  their  kings; 

There  Europe  her  befl  tribute  brings; 

From  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet 

To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 
3  There  Perfia,  glorious  to  behold, 

And  India  mines  in  Eaftern  gold; 

While  weitern  empires  own  their  Lord, 

And  iavagc  tribes  aj.txn4  his  word.] 


PSALM     LXXIII.  i+T^j 

4  For  him  (hall  endlefs  pray'r  be  made, 

And  endlefs  praifes  crown  his  head;  • 

His  name,  like  fweet  perfume,  (hall  rife 
With  every  morning  facrifice. 

5  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweeteflfong; 
And  infant-voices  fhall  proclaim 
Their  early  bleflings  on  his  name. 

6  Bleflings  abound  where'er  he  reigns; 
The  joyful  prisoner  burfts  his  chains; 
The  weary  find  eternal  relt, 

And  all  the  fons  of  want  are  bleft. 

£7  Where  he  difplays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curfe  are  known  no  more; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boaft 
More  bleiTings  than  their  father  loll. 

8  Let  every  creature  rife  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  king: 
Angels  defcend  with  fongs  again, 
And  earth  repeats  the  loud  amen.] 


PSJLM']^  Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 

d ffli ft  ed faints  happy ;  and prof  per  ous  fnners  curfd, 

i  "VTOW  I'm  convinc'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
JIN    To  men  of  heart  hncere, 
Yet  once  my  foolilh  thoughts  repin'd, 
And  bord'red  on  defpair. 

%  I  griev'd  to  fee  the  wicked  thrive, 
And  fpoke  with  angry  breath, 
"  How  pleafant  and  profane  they  live; 
"  How  peaceful  is  their  death! 

^  "  With  well-fed  flem  and  haughty  eyes 
"  They  lay  their  fears  to  fleep ; 
Si  Againft  the  heav'ns  their  ilanders  rife, 
"  While  faints  in  filence  weep. 


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148  PSALM      LXXIII, 

4  "  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 

"  And  cleanfe  my  heart  in  vain; 
"  For  I  am  chaiVned  all  the  day, 
"  The  night  renews  my  pain." 

5  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaints, 

I  felt  my  heart  reprove; 
"  Sure  I  Ihall  thus  offend  thy  faints, 
"  And  grieve  the  men  I  love." 

6  But  ftiil  I  found  my  douhts  too  hard, 

The  conflict  too  fever e, 
Till  I  retir'd  to  fearch  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  fecrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  fame  prophetic  glafs, 

I  law  the  (inner  fit 
High  mounted  on  a  flipp'ry  place, 
Befide  a  fiery  pit. 

S  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boaft, 
'Till  at  thy  frown  he  felt; 
His  honors  in  a  dream  were  loft, 
And  he  awakes  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was! 
How  like  a  thoughtlefs  beaft! 
Thus  to  fufpecl:  thy  promis'd  grace. 
And  think  the  wicked  bleft. 

io  Yet  I  was  keot  from  full  defpair, 
Upheld  by  power  unknown; 
That  bleffed  hand  that  broke  the  fnare 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throne. 

P    S    A    L    M   73.        ver.  23—28. 
Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

God  our  portion  here  a?id  hereafter* 
4  f>  OD,  mv  fuoporter  and  my  hope, 
^Jr  My  help  for  ever  near, 
fhine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up. 
When  finking  in  defpair. 


P    S    A    L    M      LXXIII.  14, 

£  Thy  counfels,  Lord,  (hall  guide  my  feet 
T  hrough  life  s  bewilder  d  race; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  feat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

-3  Were  I  in  heav'n  without  my  God, 
'T  would  be  no  joy  to  me: 
And  whilfl  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  fprings  of  life  were  broke* 

And  flefh  and  heart  mould  faint> 
God  is  my  foul's  eteinal  rock, 
The  ftrength  of  every  faint. 

5  Behold  the  finners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  prefence  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  fave  them  when  they  cry. 

t>  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 
Shall  be  my  fv/eet  employ; 
My  tongue  mail  found  thy  works  abroad* 
And  tell  the  woild  my  joy. 

PSALM  73.    ver.  22,  3,  6,  17—20. 
Long  Metre. 
The  pro) per it y  of  finners  curfed. 
i  T    ORD,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wretch  was  I, 
-L*  To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
To  fee  the  v/icked  plac'd  on  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honor  mine. 

a  But,  Oh  their  end,  their  dreadful  end! 
Thy  fanctuary  taught  me  fo: 
On  flipp'ry  rocks  I  fee  them  ftand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 

3  Now  let  them  bbaft  how  tall  they  rife,- 
Ffl  never  envy  them  again ; 
There  they  may  ftand  with  haughty  eyes* 
'Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endlefs  pain, 


IB^S0  PSALM      LXXIIt. 

W     4  Their  fancy'd  joys,  bow  fafl  they  flee! 
Like  dreams,  as  fleeting  and  as  vain; 
Their  fongs  of  fo ft  eft  harmony 
Are  but  a  prelude  to  their  pain. 

5  Now  I  efteem  their  mirth  and  wine 

Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  blood; 
Lord,  'tis  cro  H.h  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  Cod. 


PSALM    75.     Short  NL-tre. 

The  myjlery  of  Providence  unfolded. 

i   CURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
Nor  is  religion  vain; 
Though  men  of  vice  may  hoaft  aloud 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  1  faw  the  wicked  rife. 

And  few  my  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fools  with  fcornful  eyes 
In  robes  of  honor  (hine. 

[  :  Paroper'cl  with  wanton  eafe, 
'{heir  flefii  looks  full  and  fair. 
Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  Teas, 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains  /* 

That  pious  fouls  endure, 
Through  all  their  life  opprcflion  reigns, 
And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blafpheme 

Th<?  everlafting  God: 
Their  malice  blafts  the  good  man's  natfte, 
And  fpreads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  flowing  tears 

Indnlg'd  my  doubts  to  rife; 
"  Is  there  a  God  that  fees  or  hears 
"  Ihe  things  below  thefkies?" 


PSALM     LXXIV.  iy*£ 

7  The  tumult  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  hard  iiifpenfe, 
'Till  to  thy  houie  my  feet  were  brought 
To  learn  thy  juftice  thence. 

S  Thy  word  with  light  and  power 
Did  my  mi  (lake  amend; 
I  view'd  the  fmners'  life  before, 
But  here  I  learnt  their  end. 

9  On  what  a  flipp'ry  fleep 

The  thoughtlefs  wretches  go! 
And,  oh!  that  dreadful  iiery  deep 
That  waits  their  fall  below! 

10  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine: 
I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  are  thine. 

% 

P  *$  A  L  M  74.     Common  Metre. 

The  church  pleading  'with  God  under  fore  perfecutkn* 

1  XT/ILL  God  forever  caft  us  off! 
V  ♦      His  wrath  for  ever  fmoke 
Againft  the  people  of  his  love — 
His  little  choren  flock? 

a  Think  of  the  tribes  io  dearly  bought 
With  their  Redeemer's  bloodf 
Nor  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  Hood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  hafle, 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  wafle 
Is  madt  within  thy  walls. 

4  "Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  fang, 

Thy  foes  profanely  rage  ? 
Amid  rhy  gates  their  enfigns  hang, 
And  there  their  hoils  engage. 


E 


t  PSALM     LXXJV, 

How  are  the  feats  of  worfliip  broke? 
rhey  tear  ;i  «  buildings  down, 
ird  He  tfcat  deals  the  heavieft  itroke 
Prociin  S  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flames  they  threaten  to  deftroy 

Thy  children  in  their  reft; 

"  Conic  let  us  burn  at  once"  (they  cry)" 
"  The  temple  and  the  prieft." 

7  And  ftil!  to  heighten  our  diftrefs, 

Thy  prefence  is  withdrawn; 
Thy  wonied  figns  of  power  and  grace, 
Thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 

%  No  prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  grief* 
But  all  in  hlence  mourn ; 
Nor  know  the  times  of  our  relief, 
The  hour  of  thy  return. 

0 

PAUSE. 

9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long 

Shall  men  of  pride  blafpheme: 
Shall  faints  be  made  their  endlefs  fbng* 
And  bear  immortal  hhame? 

10  Can  ft  thou  for  ever  fit  and  hear 

Thy  holy  name  profan'd-1- 
And  ftill  thy  jealoufy  forbear, 
And  flill  withhold  thy  hand? 

ii  What  ftrange  deliv'rance  haft  thou  ftiewa 
In  ages  long  before? 
And  now  no  other  God  we  own, 
No  other  God  adore. 

iz  Thou  did  ft  divide  the  raging  fea 
By  thy  refiitdefs  might', 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wond'rous  way, 
And  then'fecure  their  flight. 


PSALM     LXXV. 

t3  Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine, 
The  daiknefs  and  the  day? 
Didft  thou  not  bid  the  morning  mine,*  *00* 
And  mark  the  fun  his  way? 

14  Hath  not  thy  power  form'd  ev'ry  coa$, 

And  fet  the  earth  its  bounds; 
With  fummer's  heat,  and  winter's  froftj 
In  their  ptrpetual  rounds? 

15  And  (hall  the  fons  of  earth  and  dull 

Thatfacred  power  biafpheme! 
Will  not  thy  hand  that  form'd  them  firft 
Avenge  thiae  injur 'd  name? 

16  Think  on  the  cov'nant  thou  hall  made? 

And  all  thy  words  of  love; 
Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  iavade 
And  vex  thy  trembling  dove. 

17  Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blodlf* 

And  make  our  hope  their  jeffc; 
Plead  thine  own  caufe  almighty  Godr 
And  give  tli-y  children  reft. 


P  S  A  L  M  7;.    Long  Metre. 

Praife  to   God  for  the  return  of  peace* 

X  '"pO  thee,  m&fl  high  and  holy  God,  • 
-i.    To  thee  o>ur  thankful  hearts  we  raife; 
Thy  works  de  :lare  thy  name  abroad — 
'lhy  wond'rous  works  demand  our  praife* 


To  fiav'ry  doom'd,  thy  chofen  fons 
Beheld  their  foes  triumphant  rile; 

And,  fore  opprefs'd  by  earthly  thrones, 
They  fought  the  fov'reign  of  the  Ikies* 


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4  PSALM      LXXVI. 

£■  'Twas  then,  great  God,  with  equal  power 
Arofe  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 

.    To  fcourge  their  legions  from  the  fhore, 
And  fave  the  remnant  of  thy  race. 

4  Thy  hand,  that  form'd  the  reftlefs  main, 

And  rear'dths  mountain's  awful  head, 
Bad  raging  f;  as  their  courfe  retrain, 
Ard  deiert  wilds  receive  their  dead. 

5  Such  wonders  never  come  by  chance, 

Nor  can  the  winds  inch  bleffmgs  blow; 
'Tis  Cod,  the  Judge,  doth  one  advance, 
1  ris  God  that  lays  another  low. 

6  Let  haughty  tyrants  link  their  pride, 

Nor  lift  fa  high  their  fcornful  head* 
But  lay  their  impious  thoughts  alide, 
And  own  the  empire  God  hath  made. 

P  S  A  L  M   76.     Common  Mitre. 

Ijraelfuvedj  and  the  AJfyrians  deftroyed;  or,  God's 

vengeance  againjl  his  enemies  proceeds  from  hit 
church, 

I  TN  Judah  God  of  old  was  known; 
■*•  His  name  in  Jfrael  ^reat; 
In  Salem  ftood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  feat. 

a  Among  the  praifes  of  his  faints, 
His  dwelling  there  he  chofe; 
There  he  receiv'd  their  juft  complaints 
Againft  their  haughty  foes. 

kg  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 
And  broke  that  threat 'ning  fpear; 
The  bow,  the  arrows,  and  the  fworj* 
And  crufli'd  the  Affyrian  war. 


PSALM      LXXVI.  it$ 

a  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  elfe 
But  mighty  hills  of  prey? 
The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

5  'Tv/as  Zion's  king  that  itopp'd  the  breath 

Ofcautains  and  their  bands; 
The  me*a  oi"  might  fleep  fait  in  death, 
That  quells  their  warlike  hands. 

6  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 

Both  horfe  and  chariot  fell ; 
Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod? 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell? 

7  What  power  can  ftand  befoce  thy  fight  . 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears? 
When  heav'n  lhines  round  with  dreadful  light, 

The  earth  adores  and  fears. 
*  When  God  in  his  own  fov' reign  ways 

Comes  down  to  lave  th'  oppreft 
The  v/rath  of  man  lhall  work  his  praife, 

And  he'll  reftrain  the  reit. 

£9  Vows  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring ; 
Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown; 
His  terrors  (hake  the  proudeit  king, 
And  imite  his  armies  down. 

1©  The  thunder  of  his  (harp  rebuke 
Our  haughty  foes  ihall  feel; 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  foriook, 
But  dwells  in  Zion  ftill.] 


P  S  4  L  M  77.    Firft  part.  Common  Metre, 
Melancholy  ajjaulting,  and  hope  prevailing, 
1  T^O  God  1  cry'd  with  mournful  voice, 
J-    I  fought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  the  lad  hour,  when  trouble  rofe, 
And  filPd  my  heart  with  fear, 


WW  PSALM      LXXVII. 

^Ta  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nights, 
My  foul  refus'd  relief; 
I  thought  on  God,  the  jail  and  wife, 
But  thoughts  incrcas'd  my  grief. 

3  Still  I  complaint,  and  flill  opprefs'd, 

My  heart  began  to  bresk ; 
My  Gcd,  thy  wrath  forbad  my  reft, 
And  kept  my  eyes  awake. 

4  My  overwhelming  forrows  grew, 

'Till  1  could  fpeak  no  more; 
Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew, 
Andcali'd  thy  judgments  o'er* 

5  I  caird  hack  years  and  ancient  time?, 

When  I  beheld  thy  face; 
My  fpirit  fearch'd  for  fecret  crimes 
That  might  withhold  thy  grace. 

6  I  call'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 

Which  I  enjoy'd  before; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  bekind-*- 
His  face  appear  no  more? 

7  Will  he  for  ever  call  me  off — 
His  promife  ever  fail? 

Has  he  forgot  his  tender  love? 
Shall  anger  full  prevail? 

S  But  T  forb'.l  this  hopelefs  thought, 
■  This  dark,  dcfpaiiirg  frame, 
Remern!yn>£  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought;* 
'i  hy  hand  is  ftill  the  fame. 

9  Til  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 
And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er, 
Thv  wonders  of  recovering  grace, 
When  flelli  could  hope  no  more. 


PSALM      LXXVIT.  *_1 

lo  Grace  dwelt  with  juftice  on  the  throne; 
And  men  that  love  thy  word 
Have  in  thy  fimemary  known 
The  counfels  of  the  Lord. 


PSALM  77.    Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

Comfort  derived  from  ancient  providence ;  or,  Ifraet 
delivered f ran  Egypt,  and  brought  to  Canaan, 

1  ic  TTOW  awful  is  thy  chaining  rod?" 

ll  (May  thy  own  children  lay;) 
"  The  great,  the  wife,  the  dreadful  God  J 
"  How  holy  is  his  way!" 

2  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old, 

Who  reigns  in  heav'n  above; 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  to!d> 
And  learn  to  truft  his  love. 

3  He  faw  the  houfe  of  Jofeph  lie 

With  Egypt's  yoke  opprefs'd ; 
Long  heftelay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  his  people  reft. 

A  The  fons  of  pious  Jacob  feem'd 
Abandoned  to  their  foes; 
But  his  almighty  arm  redeemed 
'I  he  nation  whom  he  chofe. 

5  From  flavifii  chains  he  fets  them  free,- 

They  follow  where  he  calls; 
He  bad  them  venture  through  the  fea, 
And  made  the  waves  their  walls. 

6  The  waters  faw  thee,  mighty  God, 

The  waters  faw  thee  come; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  flood, 
To  make  thine  armies  room-. 


?*  PSALM      LXXVITI. 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  fea, 
Thy  footfteps,  Lord,  unknown; 
Terrors  attend  the  wond'rous  way 
That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 

1^8  Thy  voice  with  terror  in  the  found 
Through  clouds  and  darknefs  broke; 
All  heav'n  in  lightning  fhone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  mook. 

9  Thine  arrows  through  the  flues  were  hurPdj 
How  glorious  is  the  Lord! 
Surprize  and  trembling  feiz'd  the  world, 
And  all  his  faints  adofd. 

i«  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock; 
And,  fafe  by  Mofes'  hand, 
Through  a  dry  defert  led  his  flock 
To  Canaan's  promis'd  land.] 

PSALM  78.  Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 

Providence  of  God  recorded;  or,  Pious  education  and 
inflruclion  of  children. 

1  T    ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deedf 
-L*  Which  God  perform'd  of  old, 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  faw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

%  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known; 
His  works  of  pow'r  and  grace: 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  ev'ry  rifing  race. 

$  Our  lips  fh?JI  tell  them  to  our  fons, 
And  they  again  to  their's, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  Hiall  they  learn  in  God  alone 
Their  hope  fecurcly  ftands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  praclife  his  commands. 


PSALM      LXXVIII. 


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TS4LM  78.  Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

JfraeVs  rebellion  and  pumjhment;  or,  The  fins  and 
chajitfements  of  God's  people. 

1  r\  WHAT  a  ftiff  rebellious  houfe 
V^  Was  Jacob's  ancient  race! 
FaJfe  to  their  own  moil  folemn  vows, 

And  to  their  Maker's  grace! 

2  They  broke  the  cov'nant  of  his  love, 

And  did  his  laws  defpife; 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
His  pow'r  before  their  eyes! 

3  They  faw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  'light 

From  his  avenging  hand: 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  ilubborn  land! 

4  They  faw  him  cleave  the  mighty  iea, 

And  march'd  with  fafety  through, 
With  wat'ry  walls  to  guard  their  way* 
'Till  they  had  '"fcap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wond'rous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  made  and  light; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  (helt'ring  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirft  fupplied; 

The  guihing  waters  fiow'd, 
And  ran  in  livers  by  their  fide, 
Along  the  defert  road. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  Mofl  High, 

And  dar'd  diftrufl  his  hand: 
"  Can  he  with  bread  our  hoft  fupply 
*4  Amidft  this  barren  land?" 


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PSALM      LXXVIIfv 


>  The  Lord,  with  indignation,  heard 
And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame? 
His  terrors  ever  {land  prepaid 
To  vindicate  his  name. 


PSALM  78.  Third  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  punijhment  cf  luxury  and intemperance ;  ory 

Chafcifement  andfalvaiion. 

I  TX7TIEN  Ifrael  finn'd,  the  Lord  reprov'd, 
v    And  fiird  their  hearts  with  dread; 
Yet  he  forgave  the  men  he  lov'd, 
And  lent  them  heav'nly  bread. 

*  He  fed  them  with  a  liberal  hand, 
And  made  his  treafures  known; 
He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pour  provifion  down, 

3  The  manna,  like  a  morning  fhow'r, 

Lay  thick  aroand  their  fee:; 
The  food  of  heaVn,  fo  light,  fo  pure,' 
As  though  'twere  angels  meat. 

4  But  they,  in  murm'ring  language,  faid, 

"  Is  manna  all  ourfealt? 
"  We  lothe  this  light,  this  airy  bread; 
*  We  muft  have  flefh  to  taffe,*' 

j  "  Ye  mall  have  flefh  to  pleafe  your  Juft,'" 
1  he  Lord  in  wrath  replv'd  ; 
And  feht  them  quails,  like  land,  or  duft* 
Heap'd  up  on  every  fide. 

He  gave  them  all  their  own  defire; 

And,  greedy,  as  they  fed. 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  iecret  fire* 

And  iiaote  the  rebels  dedd. 


PSALM      LXXVIII.         v,£ 

^  When  fome  were  flam,  the  reft  return'd, 
And  fought  the  Lord  with  tears ; 
Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn  d, 
But  foon  forgot  their  fears. 

8  Oft  he  chafHs'd,  and  ftill  forgave* 
'Tili  by  his  gracious  hand, 
The  nations  he  refolvM  to  lave 
Poffefs'd  the  promis'd  land* 

P    £   A  L    M    78.      \tr.  32,  Sfo 

Fourth  part.   Long  Metre. 

Backjliding  and  forgivenefs ;  or,  Sin  puni/hed,  and 
faints  faved. 

I  ORE  AT  God,  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove, 
^  -By  turns,  thine  anger  and  thy  love? 

There,  in  a  glafs,  our  hearts  may  fee 
How  fickle  and  how  falfe  they  be. 

%  How  foon  the  faithlefs  Jews  forgot 
The  dreadful  wonders  God  had  wrought 
Then  they  provok'd  him  to  his  face,- 
Nor  fear  his  pow'r,  nor  trufl  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  confum'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain ; 

A  tedious  march  through  unknown  ways 
Wore  out  their  itrength,  and  fpent  their  day?* 

4  Oft,  when  they  faw  their  brethren  (lain, 
They  mourn 'd,  and  fought  the  Lord  again  j 
Call'dhim  the  Hock  of  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 

5  Their  prsy'rs  and  vows  before  him  rife* 
As  flatt'ring  words,  or  folemn  lies, 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
Falfe  to  his  cov'nantand  his  love. 


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PSALM     LXXIX. 


6*  Yet  could  his  fov'reign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  ne'er  deferv'd  to  live; 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turn* d, 
Or  elfe  with  gentle  flame  it  burn'd. 
He  faw  their  flefh  was  weak  and  frail, 
Hs  faw  temptations  ftill  prevail ; 
The  God  of  Abra'm  lov'd  them  ftill, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 


PSALM  79.     Long  Metre. 

For  the  dijlrefs  qfivar. 

I  TOEHOLD,  O  God,  what  cruel  foes 
XJ  Thy  peaceful  heritage  invade; 
Thy  holy  temple  ftands  defil'd, 
In  duft  thy  facred  walls  are  laid. 

a  Wide  o'er  the  vallies,  drench'd  in  blood, 

Thy  people  fall'n  in  death  remain; 

The  fowls  of  heaven  their  fiefh  devour, 

And  favage'  beafts  divide  the  flain. 

3  TV  infulting  foes,  with  impious  rage, 

Reproach  thy  children  to  their  face; 
"  Where  is  your  God  of  boafted  power, 
"  And  where  the  promife  of  his  grace  ?" 

4  Deep  from  the  prifon's  horrid  glooms 

Oh  hear  the  mournful  captives  figh, 
And  let  thy  fov'reign  power  reprieve 
The  trembling  fouls  condemn'dto  die. 

5  Let  thofe,  who  dar'd  t'  infult  thy  reign, 

Return  difmay'd  with  endlefs  fhame, 
While  heathens,  who  thy  grace  defpife, 
Shall  from  thy  vengeance  learn  thy  name. 

0  Somali  thy  children, freed  from  death, 
Eternal  fongs  cf  honor  raife, 
And  every  future  age  flrall  tell 
Thy  fov'reign  power  and  pard'ning  grace. 


PSALM      LXXX. 


Ht 


PSALM    80.    Long  Metre. 

The  church's  prayer  under  ajjliclion;  or,  The 
yard  of  God  <wafted. 

I  r*  RE  AT  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifrael, 

VjT  Who  didft  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  led  the  tribes,  thy  chofen  fheep, 
Safe  through  the  defert  and  the  deep. 

%  Thy  church  is  in  the  defert,  Lord, 
Shine  from  on  high,  and  light  afrord ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd,  and  iigh  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  who  heav'nly  hofts  obey 
How  long  ihall  we  lament  and  pray, 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return 
How  long  ihallthy  fierce  anger  burn? 

4  Inftead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  faints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 

We  fhall  be  fav'd,  and  fign  no  more. 

PAUSE  THE   FIRST. 

5  .Haft  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hand3 
A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands; 

Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heav'nly  dews  enrich  the  ground? 

6  How  did  the  fpreading  branches  moot, 
And  blefs  the  nations  with  the  fruit? 
But  now,  dear  L&rd,  look  down  and  fee 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

7  Why  is  her  beauty  thus  defae'd? 
Why  haft  thou  laid  her  fences  wafted 
Strangers  and  foes  againft  her  join, 
And  ev'ry  beaft  devours  the  vine. 


"X 


ffy  P    S    A    L    M.      LXXXL 

Return,  almighty  God,  return; 
Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  (hail  be  fav'd,  and  ligh  no  more. 


PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

9  Lord,  when  this  vine  in  Canaan  grew, 
Thou  w:;(lits  ftrength  and  glory  too! 
Attacked  in  vain  by  all  its  foes, 

'Till  the  fair  branch  of  promife  rofe. 

10  Fair  branch,  ordainM  of  old  to  fhoot 
From  Davids  ft^ck,  from  Jacob's  root} 
Himfelf  a  noble  vine,  and  we 

The  leHer  branches  of  the  tree. 

11  'Tis  thy  own  Son;  and  he  fhall  ftand, 
Girt  w'th  thy  ftrength,  at  thy  right  hand  J 
Thy  firft-born  Son,  adorn'd  and  blefs'd 
With  pow'r  and  grace  above  the  reft. 

14  O !  for  his  fake,  attend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churches,  left  they  diej 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
We  (lull  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 


F  S  ALM  8 1.  ver.  i,  8,  16.  Short  Metre* 

The  warning  of  God  to  his  ptepk;  or,  Spiritual 

biejjings  and  pimijhmsui. 

SING  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
And  make  a  joyful  noife; 
God  is  our  ftrength,  our  Saviour  God; 
Let  Ifrael  hear  his  voice. 

i  "  From  idols  falfe  and  vain 
iC  Preferve  my  rights  divine; 
•'  I  am  the  Lord  who  broke  thy  chaia 
"Offlaveryandfin. 


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PSALM      LXXXII. 

^  "  Stretch  thy  defires  abroad, 
"  And  1*11  fnpply  them  well; 
"  But  if  ye  will  refqfe  your  God, 
"lflfraelwillre.be!; 

4  "  I'll  leave  them,"  faith  the  Lord, 

"  To  their  own  lufts  a  prey, 
"  And  let  them  run  the  dang'rous  road, 
"  'Tis  their  own  chofen  way. 

5  "  Yet,  O!  that  all  my  faints 

"  Would  hearken  to  my  voice! 
"  Soon  I  would  eafe  their  fore  complaints, 
"  And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 

6  "  While  I  deftroy  their  foes, 

"  I'll  richly  feed  my  flock, 
"  And  they  (hall  tafte  the  ftream  that  flows 
"  From  their  eternal  rock/' 
\ 

PSALM  Sz.     Long  Metre. 

Qodthefupre?m  Governor;  or,  Magijlrates  warned* 

1  AMONG  th"  anembiies  of  the  great, 

A  greater  Ruler  takes  his  feat; 
The  God  of  heav'n,  as  judge,  fnrveys 
Thofe  gods  on  earth,  and  all  their  ways. 

2  Why  will  ye  frame  opprefuve  laws? 

.    Or  why  fupport  the  unrighteous  caufe? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 
That  foes  may  vejc  the  faints  no  more. 

3  They  know  net,  Lord,  nor  will  they  knows 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go; 
Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain, 

For  they  fhall  fall  and  die  like  men. 

4  Arife,  O  Lord,  an..!  let  thy  Son 
PofTefs  his  univcrfal  throne, 

And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rodj 
He  is  pur  judge,  and  he  our  God* 


f/>J       PSALM      LXXXIII. 


P   S    A   L    M  83.    Short  Metre. 

A  cojnpla'mt  agabijl  perf editors. 

j     \  ND  will  the  God  of  grace 
£*-  Perpetual  filence  keep? 
The  God  of  juftice  hold  his  peace, 
And  let  his  vengeance fleep? 

a  Behold  what  curfed  fnares 

The  men  of  mifchief  fpread: 
The  men  that  hate  thy  faints  and  thee 
Lift  up  their  threat'ning  head. 

3  ^gainft  thy  hidden  ones 

T  heir  counfels  they  employ, 
And  malice,  with  her  watchful  eye, 
Purfues  them  to  deflroy. 

4  "  Come,  let  us  join,"  *hey  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 
"  'Till  not  the  name  of  faints  remain, 
"  Nor  mem'ry  fhall  he  found.'* 

^  Awake,  almighty  God, 

And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind; 
Give  them,  like  foreits,  to  the  fire, 
Or  ftubble  to  the  wind. 

6  Convince  their  madnefs,  Lord, 

And  make  them  feek  thy  name; 
Or  elfe  their  ftubborn  rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  ihame. 

7  Then  (hall  the  nations  know 

Thy  glorious  dreadful  word, 
Jehovah  is  thy  name  alone, 
And  thou  the  fov  'reign  Lord. 


PSALM      LXXXIV.        1^,1 

P  S  A  L  M  84.  Firft  part.  Long  Metre. 

The  pkafure  of  public  ivorjhip, 

1  TTOW  pleafant,  how  divinelv  fair, 
XJ.  O  Lord  of  hofls,  thy  dwellings  areL 
With  long  ddire  ray  fpirit  faints 

T«  meet  th'  afTemblies  of  thy  faints. 

2  My  flefti  would  reft  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God; 
My  God!  my  King!  why  mould  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee? 

j  The  fparrow  chafes  where  to  reft, 
And  for  her  yosng  provides  her  neft; 
But  will  my  God  to  fparrows  grant 
That  pleafure  which  his  children  want| 

4  Blefs'd  are  the  faints  who  fit  on  high 
Around  thy  throne  above  the  fky ; 
Thy  brighter!  glories  mine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praife  and  love. 

5  Blefs'd  are  the  fouls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace ; 
There  to  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  feek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praife. 

6  Blefs'd  are  the  men  whofe  hearts  are  fet 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate; 

God  is  their  itrength :  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper  God. 

7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  ftrength, 
'Till  all  (hall  meet  in  heav'n  at  length, 
'Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worftiip  there. 


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\         PSALM     LXXXIV, 


PSALM  84.    Second  part.    Long  Metre, 
God  and  his  church  ;  or,  Grace  and  glory* 

I  r>REA.T  Grpd  attend,  while  Zion  fings 
VJ  The  }ay  that  from  thy  prefence  fprings: 
To  fpend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thoufan  J  days  of  mirth. 

o.  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanefl  place 
Within  thy  houfe,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  eafe,  nor  thrones  of  powV, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door, 

3  God  is  our  fun,  he  makes  our  day; 
God  is  our  fhield,  fye  guards  our  way 

'  From  all  th'  aflaults  of  hell  and  fin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  beflow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too! 
He  gives  ns  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  fouls. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  whofe  fov'reign  fway 
The  glorious  hofts  ot  heav'n  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  prefence  flee, 
Blefs'd  is  the  man  that  trufls  in  thee. 

P SAL  M  84.  ver.  1,  2,  3 — 10,  paraphrafed. 
Common  Metre. 

Delight  in  ordinances  of*wor/hip}  or,  God  prefeni 

in  his  churches. 

i  TV /TY  four,  how  lovtlv  is  the  place 

IV!  To  which  thy  God  reforts ! 

'Tis  heav'n  to  fee  his  fmiling  face, 

Though  inHs  earthly  courts. 

a  There  the  great  monarch  of  the  fides 
His  faring  p^w'r  difplays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kicd  and  quick'ning  rays. 


PSALM      LXXXIV.  it]) 

$  With  his  rich  pifts  the  heav'nly  dove 
Defcends  and  nlk  the  pJace, 
While  Chrifr.  reveals  his  v/ond'rous  love. 
And  Iheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  Cod,  thy  words  declare 
The  iecrecs  of  thy  will; 
And  flill  we  fcek  thy  mercies  there, 
And  ling  thy  prailes  flill, 

PAUSE. 

$  My  heart  and  flefli  cry  out  for  theej' 
While  far  from  thine  abode; 
When  ihall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  fee 
My  Saviour  arid  my  God. 

6  The  fpan  ow  builds  herfelf  a  neft, 
And  fuffers  no  remove; 
O  make  me,  like  the  fparrows  blefs'tj, 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 
j  To  fit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 
And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whoie  eternity 
Employ'd  in  carnal  joys. 
2  Lord,  at  thy  threshold  I  would  wait, 
While  Jefus  is  within, 
Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  ftate, 
Among  the  tents  of  fin. 

9  Could  I  command  the  fpacious  laud, 
And  the  more  boundlefs  fea, 
For  one  blefs'd  hour  at  thy  right  hand 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 

fSALM  84.     As  the  148th  Pfalm, 

Longing  for  the  houfe  of  GodK 

I  T  ORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
•^  How  pleafant  and  how  fair 


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tyo         PSALM     LXXXiV. 


The  dwellings  of  thv  love, 
Thy  earthly  temples  aiel 

To  thine  abode 
My  heart  afpires, 
With  warm  defires, 
To  fee  my  God. 

a  Thefparrow  for  her  young, 
With  pleafure  feeks  a  neit", 
And  wand'ring  fwallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  reil: 

My  fpirit  faints, 
With  equal  zeal, 
To  rife  and  dwell 
Among  thy  faints. 

3  O  happy  fo«!s  that  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  conilantfervice  there! 

They  praife  thee  ft  ill; 
And  happy  they 
That  love  the  way 

To  Zion's  hill. 

4  They  go  from  ftrength  to  ftrength, 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
3 Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
•  'Till  each  in  heav'n  appears. 
O  glorious  feat, 
When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet. 

PAUSE. 

5  To  fpc.nd  one  facred  day, 

Where  God  and  faints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  joy 

Tlua  thoufand  day*  befidc; 


PSALM      LXXXV.  i7' 

Where  God  reforts, 
Hove  it  more 
To  keep  the  door 

Than  mine  in  courts. 

6  God  is  our  fun  and  fhield, 
Our  light  and  our  defence; 
With  gifts  our  hands  are  fiU'd, 
We  draw  our  bleilings  thence; 

He  (hall  beftow 
On  Jacob's  race 
Peculiar  grace 
And  glory  too. 

7  The  Lord  his  people  loves^ 
His  hand  no  good  withholds 
,       From  thofe  his  heart  approves. 
From  pure  and  pious  fouls. 

Thrice  happy  he,  * 

O  God  of  Lofts,  *'  :       f 

Whole  fpirit  trulls 
Alone  in  th^e. 

PSALM  %s>  ver.  1—8,  Fkftpart.  Lorig  Metre. 
Waiting  for  an  anjhver  to  p?#fe$.$  or,  Dcihtrante 

begun  and  coinpieatcd. 

1  T  ORD  thou  haft  call'd  rhy"  grace  to  mind, 
Thou  hall  reversed  qun  heavy  doom; 
So  God  forgave  when  Jfrael  fiun'd, 

And  brought  his  wand  ring  captives  home. 

%  Thou  haft  begun  to  fet  us.' free, 

And  made  thy  flerceft  wrath  abate: 
Now  Jet  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  thee, 
And  curfalvation  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  faints  in  thee  rejoice; 
Make  known  thy  trufh,  fulfil  thy  word; 
We  wait  fcrpraife  to  tune  our  voice. 


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P7*        PSALM    LXXXV-LXXXVk 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  fay; 
He'llfpeak  an-i  give  his  people  peace: 
But  ]e:  them  run  no  more  ailray, 
Leit  his  returning  wrath  increafe. 

P    S    A   L    M    85.        ver.  9,  fcfr. 

Second  part.     Long  Metre. 

Salvation  by  Chrifi, 

t  C  ALVATION  is  for  ever  nigh 

O  The  fouls  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord  j 
And  grace,  defcending  from  on  high, 
Frefh  hopes  of  glory  fhall  afford. 

a  Mercy  and  Truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since Chrift,  the  Lord,  came  down  fromheaY'nl 
By  his  obedience  (o  complete 
Juitice  is  pleas  d,  and  peace  is  giv'n. 

$  Now  truth  and  honor  (hall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 
And  heav'nly  influence  blefs  the  ground" 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentler  reign. 

4  His  righteoufnefs  is  gone  before,  """ 

To  give  us  free  accefs  to  God; 
Our  wand'ring  feet  fhall  ftray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  fleps,  and  keep  the  road. 

P  S  A  I  M  86,  ver.  r  — 8.  Common  Metre. 
A  general fong  ofpraife  to  God. 

t     A  MONO  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
Jt\  There's  none  hath  pow'r  divine ; 
Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  all  their  works  like  thine. 

t  The  nations  thou  haft  made  (hall  bring 
Their  off' rings  round  thy  throng; 
Tor  thou  alone  doit  wond'rous  things* 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 


PSALM     LXXXVII.        ijfj 

3  Lord,  T  would  walk  with  holy  feet;   , 

Teach  me  thine  heav'nly  ways? 
And  all  my  wand'ring  thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  Father's  praife. 

4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 

Shall  thole  fweet  wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  grace  my  finking  foul 
'Rofftfrom  the  deeps  of  hell. 

P  S  A  L  M  87.    Long  Metre* 

The  church  the  birth-place  of  the  faints;  or,  Jews 

and  Gentiles  united  in  the  Chrijlian  church. 

a  {T*  OD  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 
•  v,x  Foundation  for  his  heavenly  praife; 
Helik'd  the  tents  of  Jacob  well, 
But  frill  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

a  His  mercy  vifits  every  houfe 

That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows; 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  flay, 
Where  churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 

3  What  glories  were  defcnb'd  of  old! 
What  wonders  are  in  Zion  told! 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 
Thy  fame  ihaii  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

*  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  Jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew: 
Angel*;  and  men  (hail  join  to  ling' 
Thehili  where  living  waters  fpringi 

f  When  God  makes  up  his  laffc  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twili  be  an  honor  to  appear 
As  one  new-born  and  nouriuYd  there, 
K* 


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\        PSALM      LXXXVIII. 


PSJLM  88.  As  the  1 13th.  Long  Metre. 

Lofs  of  friend 5^  and  ahfence  of  divine  grace. 

s  /~\  GOD  of  myfalvation,  hear 

•^  My  nightly  groan,  my  daily  prayer, 

That  flill  employ  my  walling  breath; 
My  foul,  declining  to  the  grave, 
Implores  thy  fov'reign  pow'r  to  fave 

i'lom  dark  defpair  and  lafling  death. 

&  Thy  wrath  lies  heavy  on  my  foul, 
And  waves  of  forrow  o'er  me  roll, 

While  duft  and  filmce  fpread  the  gloom: 
°My  friends  belov'd  in  happier  days, 
The  dear  companions  of  my  ways, 

Defcend  around  nic  to  the  tomb. 

3  As  loft  in  lonely  grief  J  tread 

The  mournful  manfions  of  the  dead, 
Or  to  fome  throng'd  afiembiy  go; 
Through  all  alike  1  rove  alone, 
While,  here  forgotten,  there  unknown, 
The  change  renews  my  piercing  woe. 

4  And  why  will  God  neglecl  my  call? 
Or  who  (hall  profit  by  my  fall, 

When  life  departs  and  love  expires? 
Can  duft  and  darknefs  praife  the  Lord? 
Or  wake,  or  brighten  at  his  word, 

And  tune  the  "harp  with  heavenly  (juires? 

5  Yet,  thro'  each  melancholy  day, 

I've  pray'd  to  thee,  and  ftill  will  pray, 
Imploring  Hill  thy  kind  return — 

But  oh!  my  friends,  my  comforts,  fkd, 

And  all  my  kindred  of  the  dead 
Kecal  my  wandering  thoughts  to  mourn. 


PSALM      LXXXIX.  .  ,$ 

PS  ALM  89.  Firftpart.  Long  Metre. 

The  covenant  made  <with  Chrift;  or,  The  true  David, 

1  T^OR  ever  ihall  my  fong  record 
X?    The  ti  nth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord; 
Mercy  and  ti  uth  for  ever  ftand, 
Like  heavn  eftabliih'd  by  his  hand. 

a  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fware  and  faid, 

'*  With  thee  my  cov'nant  firfl  was  made, 
"  In  thee  fnall  dying  finners  live; 
u  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  "  Be  thou  my  prophet,  thou  my  prieft; 
"  Thy  children  {hall  be  ever  blels'd; 

"  Thou  art  my  chofen  king,  thy  throne 
fl  Shall  fland  eternal  iike  my  own. 

4  "  There's  none  of  all  my  fons  above 
"  So  much  my  image  or  my  love; 
*'  Celeftial  powers  thy  fubjects  are, 

u  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare? 

5  "  David,  my  fervant,  whom  I  chofe,     , 
"  To  guard  my  flock,  to  cruih  my  foes; 
"  And  raised  him  to  the  jewim  throne, 
"  Was  but  a  fhadow  of  my  Son/' 

6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  fing 
Jefus  her  Saviour  and  her  King: 
Angels  his  heavenly  wonders  mow, 
And  faints  declare  his  works  below. 


V  S  A  L  M  89.    Firft  pair.  Common  Metre. 

The  fa'.ihfukefs  of  G*d. 

l  ]\4"Y  never-ceafmg  fong  mail  mow 
X\X  yj^  mercies  cf the  Lord; 
And  make  lucceeding  ages  know 
How  faithful  is  his  wcrd. 


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j*-±j-%.s.\.  1  ^k# 


The  facred  truths  his  lips  pronounce 

Sha'l  firm  as  heaven  endure; 
And  if  he  fpeak  a  promife  once, 

Th'  eternal  grace  is  fure. 

3  How  long  the  r?.cc  of  David  held 

The  prcmis'd  jewiih  throne! 
But  there's  a  nobler  covenant  feal'dt" 
To  David's  greater  Son. 

4  His  feed  for  ever  /hall  pofTefs 

A  throne  above  the  ikies; 
The  meaneil  fubjecls  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rife. 

$  Lord  God  of  hofts,  thy  wond'rous  ways 
Are  fung  by  faints  above; 
And  faints  on  earth  their  honors  faife 
To  thy  unchanging  Jove. 

P    S    A    L    M    89.      ver.  7,  Bfai 

Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

Th?  power  and  majcjly  of  God;  or,  Reverenttal 

ivorjb/p. 

I  VUTJTH  reverence  let  the  faints  appear, 
VV     And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear,- 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

a  How  terrible  thy  glories  rife! 

How  bright  thine  armies  Ihine! 

re  is  the  power  with  thee  that  vies* 
Or  truth  compared  with  thine? 

3  The  northern  pole  and  fouthern  reft 
On  thy  fupporting  h?nd ; 
Darknefs  and  day  from  eafi:  to  well 
Move  round  at  thy  command.- 


4  Thy  words  the  raping  winds  controul, 

And  rule  the  boiiterous  deep; 
Thou  raak'ft  the  Qeeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  deep. 

5  Heaven,  earth  and  air,  and  Tea  are  thinej 

And  the  dark  world  of  hell; 
Thev  Taw  thine  arm  in  vengeance  mine 
When  Egypt  duril  rebel. 

6  Juftice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  wond'rous  is  thy  grace! 
While  truth  and  mercy  join'd  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 

P    S    A    L    M    29.      vex.  15,  && 
Third  parr.    Common  Metre. 
A  ble fled  gof pel. 
1  T>  LESS'D  are  the  fouls  who  hear  and  knO#- 
-*J  The  gofpel's  joyful  found! 
Peace  Hia.Il  attend  the  path  they  go, 
And  light  their  fceps  furround. 

a  Their  joy  (hall  bear  their  fpirits  up 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name; 
His  righteoufnefs  exalts  their  hope  5 
And  fills  their  foes  with  fhame. 

3  The  Lord  our  glory  and  defence 
Strength  and  falvation  gives; 
Ifrael,  thy  king  for  ever  reign,s, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

P    S    A    L    M    89.      iter.  19,  fife 

Fourth  part.  Gommon  Metre. 

Chrift  s  mediatorial  kingdom;  or,  His  divine  and 
human  nature. 
1  TTEAR  what  the  Lord  in  vifion  faid, 
XT  And  made  his  mercies  known; 
"  Sinner?,  behold,  your  help  is  laid 
<;  On  my  Almighty  Son, 


U/\/l/\lAl 


It  li  Behold  the  man  my  wifdcmchofe 
u  Among  your  mortal  race; 
"  His  h?ad  my  holy  oil  o'erflows, 
"  With  full  fupplies  of  grace. 

\  "  High  mail  he  reign  on  Davids  throne, 
"  My  people's  better  king; 
"  My  arm  (hall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
"  And  ftill  new  fubjects  bring. 

I  u  My  truth  (hall  guard  him  in  his  way 
11  With  mercy  by  his  fide; 
"  While  in  my  name  o'er  earth  and  fea 
"  He  mail  in  triumph  ride. 

5  "  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God, 

*•  He  (hall  for  evei  own ; 
"  Call  me  his  rock,  his  high  abode, 
"  And  I'll  lupport  my  Son. 

6  "  Mv  firft-born  Son,array'din  grace, 

"  At  my  right  hand  (hall  fit;  ( 
"  Beneath  him  angels  know  their  place, 
**      nd  monarchs  at  his  feet. 

^  c<  My  covenant  (lands  for  ever  faft, 
"  My  promifes  are  flrong; 
*{  Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  (hall  laft, 
■'  liis  feed  endure  as  long.'' 

P    S    A    L    M    89.      ver.  30,  &c* 

Fifth  part.  Common  Metie. 

*Ths  covenant  of  grace  unchangeable ;  or,  JjJUflion 
without  rejection. 

I  cc  "yET,"  faith  the  Lord,  "  if  David's  race, 
A     "  The  children  of  my  Son, 
"  Shou'd  break  my  laws,  ab^ife  my  grace, 
And  tempt  mine  anger  down ; 


1*. 

PSALM      LXXXIX,  in 

t  "  Their  (ins  I'll  vifit  with  the  rod, 
"  And  make  their  folly  fmart; 
"  But  I'll  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 
"  Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  "  My  cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

"  But  keep  my  grace  in  mind; 
"  And  what  my  love  eternal  fpoke, 
"  Eternal  truth  (hall  bind. 

4  u  Once  have  I  fworn,  (I  need  no  more) 

"  Andpledg'd  my  holinefs, 
"  To  leal  the  facred  promife  fure 
"  To  David  and  his  race. 

5  "  The  fun  mail  fee  his  offspring  rife 

"  And  fpread  from  fea  to  fea, 
"  Long  as  he  travels  round  the  fides  1 

"  To  give  the  nations  day. 

€  "  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night 
"  His  kingdom  fhall  endure, 
**  Till  the  fix'd  Jaws  of  fhade  and  light 
"  Shall  be  obJerv'd  no  more. 


P    S    A    L    M    Zg.      ver.  47,  fcfc. 
Sixth  part.    Long  Metre. 

Mortality  and  hope.  ■ 

A   FUNERAL    PSALM. 

u  T>  EMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  ftate, 
"^-  How  frail  our  life,  how  fhort  our  ftateJ 
Where  is  the  man  that  draws  his  breath 
Safe  from  difeiife,-fecure  from  death. 

%  Lord,  while  we  fee  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flefh  and  itrength  repine  and  cry, 
"  Muft  death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  I 
"  Or.  hail  thou  made  mankind  in  vainj 


*?o  PSALM      LXXXIX, 

3  "  Where  is  thy  promife  to  thejuft? 

"  Are  Dot  thyferrants  turn'd  to  dufl?'* 
But  faith  forbids  theft  mournful  fighs, 
And  fees  the  deeping  duftaiife. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day, 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  faints  away, 
And  clears  the  honor  of  thy  word: 
Awake,  our  fouls,  and  bleis  the  Lord. 

f  Sd L  M  89.    ver.  47,  &V.    Laft  part. 

As  the  113th  Pfalm. 

Lift*  death,  and  the  rcfurreilion. 

%  HPHINKi  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man, 
X    How  few  his  hours,  how  fhort  his  fpan  J 
Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave: 
Who  can  fecure  his  vital  breath 
Againft  the  bold  demands  of  death, 
With  fitill  to  fly,  or  pow'r  to  fave? 

%  Lord,  mail  it  be  for  ever  fkid, 
"  The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

"  For  fickrieis,  for  row,  and  the  dufl?" 
Are  not  thy  fervants,  day  by  day, 
Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turn  d  to  clay? 

Lord*  where's  thy  kindnefs  to  the  juft? 

3  Haft  thou  not  pronrnY qV  to  thy  Son, 
v  And  all  his  f  .ed,  a  beav'nly  crown ! 

But  fiefh  and  fenfe  indulge  defpairjj 
For  ever  blefTed  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 

And  find  a  refurreclion  there. 

4  For  ever  blcffed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  J-.is  faints  a  long  reward, 

For«all  their  toil,  reproach  and  pain: 
Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
joit  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  lore, 

A&u  each  repeat  their  loud  Arisen^ 


psalm    xc.  isr- 


P    S    A    L    M    90.      Long  Metre. 
Man  mortal,  and  God  eternal. 

A  MOURNFUL  SONG  AT  A  FUNERAL. 

1  'THRO'  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God, 

Thou  art  our  reft,  our  fare  abode: 
High  was  thy  throne  e'er  heav'n  was  made, 
Or  earth,  thy  humble  fbotftool,  kid. 

2  Long  hadrt  thou  reign 'd  ere  time  began* 
Or  dull  was  fafhion'd  into  man: 

And  long  thy  kingdom  (hall  endure 
When  earth  and  time  mall  be  no  more.      I 

5  Bat  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity: 
Thy  dreadful  fentence,  Lord,  was  juft, 
"  Return,  ye  finners,  to  your  duft." 

£4  Athoufand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account, 
Like  yeilerday's  departed  light; 
Or  the  laft  watch  of  ending  eight*] 

PAUSE. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  {beam, 
Sweeps  us  away;  our  life's  a  dream: 
An  empty  tale;  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down  and  wither  din  an  hour. 

[6  Our  age  to  feventy  years  is  let; 

:  time!  how  frail  the?  Sate! 
Ani  -  .■/  we  arrive, 

We  .  and  groan,  than  live. 

oh  how  oft  tliy  wrath  appears, 
-"our  expected  years! 

[e  dread! 
...  that  ftrikes  us  dead.] 
t 


*i82  P    S    A    L    M      XC. 

g  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  thefpan, 
'Till  a  wile  care  of  piety 
Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

PSALMyo.  v.i— -5.  Firftpart.  Common  Metre, 

Matt  frail%  and  God  eternal. 

1  #^\UR  God,  our  help  in  ages  pall, 
KJ  Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  thelter  from  the  ftormy  blaft, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

a  Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  throne 
Thy  faints  have  dwelt  fecure; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  my  defence  is  fure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  flood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlailing  thou  art  God, 
To  enulcfs  years  the  fame. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flefh  to  dull, 

"  Return,  ye  fens  of  men;" 
All  nations  rofe  from  earth  at  firfl, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

5  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  fight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  riling  dawn. 

[6  Thebufy  tribes  of  flefh  and  blood, 
With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 
Are  carried  downwards  by  the  flood, 
And  left  in  following  years. 
7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  ftream, 
Bears  all  its  fons  away, 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 


V     5     A     L     M        AU. 

5  Like  flowery  fields  the  nations  fland 
Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light; 
The  rlowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  withering  ere  'tis  night. 

9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  part, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  Iafc, 
And  our  eternal  home. 


P  S  A  L  M  90.      ver.  8,  11,  3,  10,  13, 

Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

Infirmities  and  mortality  the  effeB  of  fin;  or,  Life, 
old  agey  and  preparation  for  death. 

1  T  ORD,  if  tliine  eyes  furvey  our  faults, 
..   ■Ll  Andjuftice  grows  fevere, 

*    Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 

»  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  durt; 
By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Adam,  with  all  his  fons,  have  loll 
Their  immortality. 

2  Life,  like  a  vain  amufement,  flies, 

A  fable  or  a  fong; 
By  fwift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whofe  days  amount 
To  three  fcoi  e  years  and  ten ; 
And  all  beyond  that  fhort  account 
Is  lbiTOYv'jtoil  and  pain. 

[5  Our  vitals  with  laborious  flrife 
he  crazy  lead, 
And  poor  remains  of  life 

wg  the  tireionie  road.1 


,?+  PSALM      XC. 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 

And  not  thy  wrath  alone: 
Oh  let  our  iweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 

7  Our  fouls  would  learn  the  heav'nly  art 

T'  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  act  the  wifer  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 

P    S    A    L    M    90.      ver.  13,  Gfa 
Third  part.  Common  Metre. 

Breathing  after  heaven. 

1  p  ETURN,0  God  oflove,  return; 
IV  Earth  is  a  tirefome  place; 
How  long  mall  we  thy  children  mourn 
Our  abfence  from  thy  face? 

a  Let  heaven  fucceed  our  painful  years, 
Let  fm  and  farrow  ceafe, 
And  in  proportion  to  our  tears 
So  make  cui  joys  increafe. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  fervants  fliow, 
Make  thy  own  work  complete; 
Then  fliall  our  fouls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was^great. 

4  Then  fliall  we  mine  before  thy  throne 
In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord : 
And  the  poor  fervice  we  have  done 
fueet  a  divine  reward. 

P  S  A  L  M  c;o.    ver.  5,  re,  . ;.    r:      rt  .Metre 
The  frailty  and fhortnefs  0; 
1   T  OllD,  what  a  feeble  pi 
-L-J  Is  this  our  mortal  frame! 
Our  life!  how  poor  a  trii'le  't.'s, 
That  fcarcs  ds-ferves  the  name! 


PSALM      XCI. 

ft  Alas,  the  brittle  clay 

That  built  our  body  firfl!^ 
'And  ev'ry  month,  and  ev'ry  day, 
'Tis  mould'ring  back  to  duft. 

j  Our  moments  fly  apace, 
Our  feeble  powers  decay, 
Swift  as  a  flood  our  hafly  days 
Arefweeping  us  away. 

4  Yet,  if  our  days  muil  Sy, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  ogfot, 

We'll  fpendthem  all  in  wifdom's  waft 
And  let  them  fpeed  their  flight. 
$  They'll  waft  usTocner  o'er 
Tins  life's  tempeftucus  lea; 

Soon  we  mall  reach  the  peaceful  mors 
Of  blefs'd  eternity. 


PSALM    oi.      ver.  1—7. 

Firil  part.     Long  Metre. 

Safety  in  pub  Ik  difeafes  and  da  tigers* 

X  T_JE  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God, 

_OL  Shall  find  a  moft  fecure  abode; 

Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  lhade, 

And  thdre  at  night  fhall  reft  his  head. 

I  Then  will  1  fay,  "  My  God,  thy  power 
"  Shall  be  my  fortrefs  and  my  tower: 
"  I  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  dull 
"  Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trait." 

3  Thrice  happy  man!  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  ,\eep  thee  frorr.  the  fowler's  mare; 
From  3a&tf?s  wiles,  who  ftill  betrays 
Unguarded  fouls  a  thoufand  ways. 

4  Jufl  k-s  hen  protects  her  brood , 

From  birds  of prey  'hat  feek  their  blood, 
The  Igrd  his  faithful  faints  hV'l  guard, 
And  endiefs  life  be  their  leward.  ~ 


>.>j| 


>66  PSALM      XCI. 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  confpire 
To  dart  a  peftilential  fire; 

Cod  is  their  life,  his  wings  are  fpread 
To  fhield  thera  with  a  healthful  made. 

6  If  vapours,  with  malignant  breath 
l<;ie  thick,  and  icatter  midnight  death, 
Jirae!  is  fare:  the  poiibn'd  air 
Grows  pure,  if  lfrael's  God  be  there. 

pause. 

7  What  though  a  thousand,  at  thy  fide, 
Around  thy  path,  ten  thoufand  died, 
Thy  God  his  chofen  people  faves 
Amongft  the  dead,  amidfl  the  grates. 

&  So  when  he  fent  his  angel  down 
To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  flew  their  fons,  his  careful  eye 
Pair,  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 

9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  fv/ord, 
Receive  commiflion  from  the  Lord, 
To  ftrike  his  faints  among  the  reft, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  areblefs'd. 

10  The  fword,  the  peftilcnce,  or  fire 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  beft  de  re; 
Trom  fins  andforrows  fetthem  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 


P    S    A    L    M    91.      ver.  9— l6* 
Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

Protection  from  death,  guard  of  angels,  viclory,  an 
deliverance. 

1  '^J'B.  fons  of  men,  a  feeble  race, 
A     Expos'd  to  ev'ry  {nci\% 
Come  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling  place, 
Aad  try  arid  truft  his  care. 


PSALM      XCII.  *j| 

t  No  ill  {hall  enter  where  you  dwell; 
Or  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 
And  fweep  the  wicked  down  to  hell,  ' 

'Twill  raife  the  faints  on  high. 

3  HeMl  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 

Your  feet  in  all  their  ways ; 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  fleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  {hall  bear  you,  left  you  fall 

And  dam  againft  the  fronts; 

Are  they  not  fervants  at  his  call, 

And  lent  t'  attend  his  fons? 

5  Adders  and  lions  ye  (hall  tread; 

The  tempter's  wiles  defeat: 
He  that  hath  bruisM  the  ferpent's  head 
Puts  him  beneath  your  feet. 

6  "  Becaufe  on  me  they  f?t  their  love, 

"  I'll  fave  them,"  faith  the  Lord; 
"  I'll  bear  their  joyful  fouls  above 
"  Deitruction  and  the  fword. 

7  "  My  grace  {hall  anfwer  when  they  call, 

"In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh: 
"  My  power  {hall  help  them  when  they  fall, 
"  And  vaiic  them  when  they  die. 

&  "  Thofethaton  earth  my  name  have  known, 
*  I  honor  will  in  heav'n  ; 
f<  There  my  fa!  ration  mall  be  mown, 
"  And  endlefs  life  be  giv'n." 


PSALM  i)i.   Firflpart.    Long  Metre. 

A  -pfalm  for  the  Lord"1  s  day. 

i  Q  '  the  work,  my  Cod,  my  king, 

&  1  o  praife  thy  narae,  give  thanks  and  ling, 

iv  love  by  morning  light, 
A4.d  talk  of  ali  thy  truth  at  night. 


P    S    A    L    M     XCIf. 

,J\vcet  is  the  day  of  facred  reft, 
No  mortal  care  fhall  feize  my  brcaft, 
Oh  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David  s  happcf  folemn  found. 

3  ^  heart /hall  triumph  in  mv  Lord, 
/.r.d  blefs  his  works,  and  blefs  his  word; 
Hniri  *uf Srace>*™  bright  they  mine? 
ttpwdeep  thy  coumels!  how  divine! 

4  Fools  neTer  raffe  their  tho ughtsfohigh; 

;.;-tri:rtsthevJ,ve,  like  brute,  they  die; 
-;^pa,sfheyf]ounfh, 'till  thy  breath 
Wait  them  in  everiafting  death. 

5  But  I  mail  (hare  a  glorious  part, 
^en  grace  hath  ^llrefin'd  my  heart, 
f.^fremfH^jesofioyareflied, 
Ukt  ftoly  oil.  to  cheer  my  head. 

*  SMmywor:*  enemy  before) 

■;Vck  my  eyes  and  ears  no  mere- 
ly inward  foes  mail  ail  be  flair! 
i-or  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 

7  Jhen  (tail  rfee,  and  hear,  and  know 
AlJIdehr'd  or  wifVd  below; 
*nd  cv'ry  power  find  fweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


f    S    A   L    M   92.      ver.  I2)  firr. 

Second  parr.     Long  Metre. 

The  clurch  is  the  garden  of  GcJ. 

LORD,  'tis  a  pleafar.t  thing  to  Hand 
In  gardens  planted  by  thine  handj 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  fe< 
,  young  cedar,  fVcil*  and  g. . 


PSALM     XCIII.  >Hj 

a  There  grow  thy  faints  in  fahh  and  love, 
Blefs'cl  with  thine  influence  rrom  above; 
Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees, 
Yields  iuch  a  comely  fight  as  thefe. 

.3  The  plants  of  grace  (hall  ever  live;  ^ 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  muffc  thrive) 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  elfe  impair, 
Still  makes  them  fiouriih  flrong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  (hew 
The  Lord  is  holy,  jufi  and  true; 
None  that  attend  his  gates  fhail  find 
A  God  ur!  rfthful  or  unkind. 


£    $    A    L    M    93.      Firft  Metre. 
As  the  icoth  Ffalm. 

The  eternal  and  the  fever  sign  God* 

1   TEHOVAH  reigns;  he  dwells  in  light, 
J  Girded  with  majefly  and  might: 
The  world  created  by  his  hands 
Still  on  its  firft  foundation  {lands. 

a  But  ere  this  fpacious  world  was  made> 
Or  had  its  firfl  foundation  laid, 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages  iiood, 
Thy  felf  the  ever  living  God.  :  # 

j  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rife, 

And  aim  then  r^gt  againft  thefkies; 

Vain  floods,  that  aim  their  rage  fo  high!. 

At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 
4  For  ever  (hall  thy  throne  endure; 

Thy  promifc  Hands  for  ever  i'ure; 

And  cverlafting  holinefs 

Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace* 
lC9 


f  PSALM      XCIII. 

P  S  A  L  M  93.      Second  Metre. 
As  the  old  50th  Pfalm. 

1  'THE  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high; 
■*■    His  robes  of  Hate  are  {Length  and  raajeftyf 
This  wide  creation  rofe  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word,  eitablihYd  by  his  hand: 
Long  flood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 

a  God  is  th'  eternal  king;  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raife  their  rebellions  to  confound  thy  reign? 
In  vain  the  ftorms,  in  vain  the  floods  ariie, 
And  roar,  and  tofs  their  waves  againfr.  the  flcic? ; 
Foaming  at  heav'n,  they  rage  with  wild  commotion, 
But  heavVs  high  arches  fcorn  the  fuelling  ocean. 

3  Ye  tempers,  rage  no  more;  ye  floods,  be  ftill, 
And  thou,  mad  world,  fubmiffive  to  his  will: 
Built  on  his  truth  his  church  muft  ever  ftand; 
Firm  are  his  promifi  5,  and  ftrong  his  hand: 
See  his  own  ions,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  fbotitool,  and  with  fear  adore  him. 


PSALM     9.3.      Third  Metre. 
As  the  old  1  zzd  Pfalm. 

1  T^HE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
^     And  royal  ftate  maintains, 

His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd; 

Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 

Begirt  with  fov'reign  might, 
And  rays  of  majefty  around. 

2  Upheld  bv  thy  commands 
The  world  fecurely  flan 

And  flcies  and  ftars  obey  thy  woid; 

Thy  throne  was  iix'd  on  high 

Ere  'ftars  adorn  M  the  fl<y; 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 


PSALM      XCIV.  W% 

3  In  vain  the  noify  crowd, 
Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 

Againft  thine  empire  rage  and  roar; 

In  vain  with  angry  fpite 

The  furly  nations  light, 
And  dafh  like  waves  againft  the  more. 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  power  engage, 

Let  fwelling  tides  afTault  the  Iky; 

The  terrors  of  thy  frown  ,*.. 

Shall  beat  their  madnefs  down; 
Thy  throne  for  ever  flands  on  high. 

5  Thy  promifes  are  true, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new, 

There  fix'd  thy  church  mall  ne'er  remove; 

Thy  faints  with  holy  fear 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  fing  thine  everlafHng  love. 

Repeat  the  fourth  JIauza  to  complete  the  tune, 

P   S   A   L    M  94.     ver.  i,  2,  7—14. 
Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 

Saints  chajl'ifed,  avAfnncrs  dejlroyed;  or,  Injtfae~ 

the  afflict  io?is. 

r  f~\  GOD!  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
V>f  Proclaim  thy  wrath  ale  ad; 
Let  for' reign  power  redrefs  our  wrongs, 
Let  juftice  frnite  the  proud, 
a  They  fay,  "  The  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears;'* 
When  wisll  the  vain  be  wife; 
Cao  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears? 
Or  blind  wild  made  their  eyes? 

3  He  knows  their  irrrpio '.is  thoughts  are  vain, 
And  they  Pn'iU'feel  his  power; 
His  wrath  fhall  pierce  their  fouls  with  pain 
Ifiibnief-irprizing  hour. 


JP^<  PSALM      XCIV. 

■#f     Sat  if  thy  faints  defcrve  rebuke, 
Thou  haft  a  gentler  rod; 
Thy  providence,  thy  facred  book 
Shaii  make  them  know  their  God* 

5  Bleft  is  the  man  thy  hands  chaftifb, 

And  to  his  duty  draw; 
Thv  fcourges  make  thy  children  wife 
When  they  forget  thy  law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  ca'ft  of  his  faints,, 

Nbr  hh  own  promife  break; 
He  parcions  his  inheritance 
For  their  Redeemer's  fake* 


P    S    A    L    M    94.    ver.  16— 2*» 


c 


■Second  p?.rt.   Common  Metre. 

3  os:  filppcrt  anJ  comfort;  or,  Deliverance  from 
tc?;ipldiion  and  perfecutioiu 

TX7IJO  will  arife  an&pJcacI  my  right 
V  *     A  gai  n fl  tt y-  n  u m erou s  foe  3  ?  " 
Wliile  earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hopes  oppofe. 

Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help* 

Suftain'd  my  fainting  head, 
My  life  had  now  in  filence  dwelt, 

My  foul  among  the  dead. 

"  Alas!  my  Aiding  feet!"  I  cry'd, 

Thy  promife  bore  me  up; 
Thy  grace  ftood  coriftant  by  my  fide, 

And  rais'd  my  finking  hope. 
VvTrii''-.  multitudes  of  mournfuj  thoughts 

hin  my  bofom  roll, 
Thy  boundlf  fs  love  forgives  my  faults* 

Thy  comforts  cheer  my  foul; 


PSALM      XCV. 

5  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rife 

And  frame  pernicious  Jaws; 
But  God  my  refuge  rules  the  fides, 
He  will  defend  my  caufe. 

6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud, 

Let  bold  blafphemers  feoff; 
The  Lord  our  Gcd  (hall  judge  the  proud", 
And  cut  the  finners  off. 


PSALM  9;.    Common  Metre, 

A  pfahn  hefore  prayer, 

1  CING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name* 
O  /ind  in  his  flrength  rejoice; 
When  his  falvation  is  our  theme. 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

%  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  fight, 
And  pfalms  of  honor  ling; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundlefs  might, 
The  whole  creation's  king. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  feem, 
Thofe  gods  on  high  and  gods  below 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep. 

Lies  in  his  fpacicus  hand; 
He  Hx'dihefeas  what  bounds  to  keep. 
And  where  the  hills  muil  itand. 

j-  Come,  and  with  humble  fouls  adore> 
Come,  kneel  beiore  his  face; 
Oh  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace, 


{94  PSALM      XCV. 

6  Now  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  requeft; 
Come,  leaft  he  rouze  his  wrath,  and  fwear, 

"  Ye  (hall  not  fee  my  reft." 

P  S  A  L  M  95.    Short  Metre, 

A  pfalm  before  fermon. 

1  f^OME,  found  his  praife  abroad, 
^    And  hymns  of  glory  ling: 
Jehovah  is  the  fov'reiga  God, 

The  univerial  King. 

%  He  fornrd  the  deeps  unknown; 
He  gave  the  feas  their  bound; 
The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  ail  the  folid  ground. 

3  Come,  worfhip  at  his  throne, 

Comefbow  before  the  Lord; 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own; 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To  day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  vour  ears  refufe 

The  language  of  his  grace, 
And  >whard,  ?ike  ftubborn  Jews, 

That  unbelieving  race. 

6  TheT.opJ,  in  vengeance  drefs'd, 

Wi.l1  lift  his  hand  and  fwear, 
"  Youahat  defpife  mv  promis'd  reft, 
"  fchall  have  no  portion  there." 


^ 


PSALM     XCV—XCVI.  195 

PSALM  9$.  rer.  1,4,  3,  6-— 11.  Long  Metre. 
Vknaan  lojl  threugh  unbelief;  or,  A  warning  to  ds~ 

laying  firmer s. 
1  /^OME,  let  your  voices  join  to  raife, 

V><  A  facred  long  of  fblemn  praife: 

God  is  a  fov'reign  King;  rehearfe 

His  honor  in  exalted  verfe. 
a  Come,  let  our  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 

Who  franrd  our  natures  with  his  word| 

He  is  our  lhepherd;  we  the  fheep 

His  mercy  choie,  his  pailures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counfels  or  his  love  obey, 
!Nor  let  our  harden 'd  hearts  renew 
The  fins  and  plagues  that  Ifrael  knew. 

4  Iti'ael,  that  faw  his  works  of  grace, 
Vet  tempt  their  maker  to  his  face; 
A  faithiefs,  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir'd  the  pmence  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  *'  How  falfe  they  prove  i 
"  Forget  my  power,  abufe  my  love; 

"  Since  they  defpife  nvy  reft,  I  fwear, 

"  Their  feet  (hall  neyer  enrer  there.'' 
[6  Look  back,  my  foul,  with  holy  dread, 

And  view  thofe  ancient  rebels  dead; 

Attend  the  offer'd  grace  to-day, 

IN  or  iofe  the  bleilings  by  delay. 
7  Seize  the  kind  prornife  while  it  waits, 

And  maich  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates; 
-dvaliethepromis'd'reil; 
y  and  be  for  ever  blefs'd.] 

P SAL  M  9 6.   v.  2 — to .  iye.  Common  Metre. 
Vijirfi  a/tdfecondc-oming. 
1   CIKG  Co  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands, 
Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue; 
Hijs  rer'd  g*aat  *ieR«ftds 

h.  oew  and  nobler  long. 


p 


,96  PSALM      XCVL 

Say  to  the  nations,  Jefus  reigns, 

God's  own  almighty  Son ; 
His  power  the  finking  world  fuflains, 

A  nd  grace  furrounds  his  throne. 

3  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 

Joy  through  the  earth  be  feen; 
Let  cities  mine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  The  joyous  earth,  the  bending  flues,, 

His  glorious  train  difplay; 
Ye  mountains  fink,  ye  vallies  rife, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  bleis 

The  nations  as  their  God; 
To  (hew  the  world  Iris  righteoufnefs, 
And  fend  his  truth  abroad. 

6  His  voice  (hall  raife  the  flumb'ring  dead, 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near; 
But  how  will  guilty  nations  dread 
To  fee  their  Judge  appear. 

PSALM  97.      As  the  1 13th  Pfaln> 

ThGodifthGenliief. 

1  T    ET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raife, 
X-J  To  fitig  the  choiced  pfalm  of  praife? 

To  fng  and  blefs  Jehovah's  name: 
His  glory  let  the  heathens  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  naticrs  fhow. 

And  all  his  faying  works  proclaim, 
a  The  heathens  know  thy  glory,  Lord, 
'X  he  wond'ring  nations  read  thy  word, 

But  heie  Jehovah's  name  is  known  v 
Nor  lhali  our  worihip  e'er  be  paid 
To  gods  whic'i  mcrr*-!  Uzzdt  have  *T.acVr 

Cur  maker  is  out  God  alone* 


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PSALM      XCVII.  197 

3  He  franf  d  the  globe,  he  built  the  fky, 
He  made  the  filming  worlds  en  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there; 
Mis  beams  are  majelty  and  light; 
His  bdauties  how  divinely  bright ! 

His  temple  how  divinely  fair) 

4  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  dial!  feel  his  faving  power, 

And  baib'rous  nations  fear  his  name: 
Then  mail  the  race  of 'men  eonfefs 
The  beauty  of  his  holinefs, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 


PSALM    97.       ver.  1—5. 
Fir  ft  part.  Long  Metre. 

CI:  rife  reigning  in  heazrn,  and  coming  to  judgment* 

\  "LIE  reigns;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns! 

Praife  him  in  evangelic  ftirains  : 
.  Let  the  whole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice, 
And  diftant  iflands  join  their  voice. 

1  Deep  are  his  counfels  and  unknown; 
But  grace  and  truth  fuppcrt  his  throne.5 
Tho'  gloomy  clouds  his  wayJ  furround, 
Juftics  is  their  eternal  grcurra. 

!  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes. 
Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs; 
Before;  him  burns  devouring  fire, 
The  mountains  melt,  the  feas  retire. 

ies,  with  fore  difolay, 
Fly  from  the  fight,  and  fftun  the  day; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high. 
And  iing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh, 


198  PSALM      XCVII. 

P    S    A    L     M    97.       ver.  6-9. 

Second  part.     Long  Metre. 

ChrijVs  incarnation. 

1  r  I  'HE  Lord  is  come;  the  heavens  proclaim 
X     His  birth ;  the  nations  learn  his  name; 
An  unknown  ftar  directs  the  road 
Of  eaftern  fages  to  their  God. 

a  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  (Ides, 
Go,  worfhip  where  the  Saviour  lies; 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 
*   And  their  own  worfhippers^  confound ; 
But  Zion  mail  his  glories  ling, 
And  earth  confefs  her  lbv'reign  king. 

P  S  A  L  M  97.    Third  part.  Long  Metre. 
Grace  and  glory. 

1  '"PHE  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high 
-*•    O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  fry ; 
Though  clouds  and  dorknefs  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-feat, 
x  O  ye  that  love  bis  holy  name, 

e  everywork  of  fin  and  fhame: 
He  guards  the  fouls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  fnares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  faints  in  darknefs  fown; 
Thofe  glorious  feeds  mall  fpring  and  rife, 
Andthe  bright  harveftblefs  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record, 
The  facred  honors  of  the  Lord; 
None  but  the  foul  that  feels  his  grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  bolineis. 


PSALM    XCVII— XCVIII.  199 

P  S  A  L  M   97.     ver.  3,  5—7,  11. 

Common  Metre. 
Cl.rifis  incaf  nation  and  the  I ajl  judgment* 
1  T  ET  earth,  .v/ith  ev'ry  ifle  and  fea 
"L<  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns ; 
His  word  like  fire  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 

s  His  pretence  finks  the  proudeft  hills, 
And  makes  the  valnes  rife; 
The  humble  foul  enjoys  his  fmiles, 
The  haughty  (inner  dies. 

3  The  heavens  his  rightful  power  proclaim; 

The  idol-gods  around 
Fill  1  heir  own  worfhippers  with  (name, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  at  his  birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known; 
Thus,  (hall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth, 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  foes  (hall  tremble  at  his  fight, 

And  hills  and  leas  retire: 
His  children  take  their  unknown  flight, 
And  leave  the  world  in  fire. 

6  The  feeds  of  joy  and  glory  fown 

For  faints  in  darknefs  here, 
Shall  rife  and  fpring  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harveil  bear. 


PSALM  98.  Firft  part.  Common  Metre. 
Pre  rje  for  the  gofp  el. 
1  TO  our  almighty  Maker,  God, 
New  honors  be  addreis'd  ; 
H;s  grear  falvarion  fhines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  blefs'd. 


-co  PSALM    XCVIII-XCIX. 

a  To  Abraham  firfl:  he  fpoke  the  word, 
And  taught  his  numerous  race; 
The  Gentiles  own  him  fov' reign  Lord, 
And  learn  to  trufr.  his  grace. 
3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 
Y',  ith  all  her  difPrent  tongues; 
And  fpread  the  honor  of  his  name 
In  melody  and  Tongs. 

PSJLMgS.  Second  part.  Common  Met;r* 

The  Median's  coming  and 'kingdom, 

i    TOY  to  the  world— the  Lord  is  come; 
J    Let  earth  receive  her  King : 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  hcav'n  and  nature  ling. 

a  Joy  to  the  earth — the  Saviour  reigns; 
Let  men  their  fongs  employ, 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  founding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  fins  and  fcrrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infefl  the  ground: 
He  comes  to  make  his  bleflings  flow, 
Far  as  the  curie  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteoufhefs, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 


PSALM  99.  Firft  part.  Short  Metre* 

CbrijTs  kingdom  and  majejly. 

I  '"pITE  God  Jehovah  reigns,' 
■*"    Let  all  the  nation-  fear; 
Let  (inner*  tremble  at  his  thronef 
And  faints  be  humble  there. 


PSALM      XCIX.  2<m 

%  Jefjs  the  Saviour  reigns, 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord; 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  ftand, 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  (rands  his  throne, 

His  honors  are  divine, 
His  church  fhali  make  his  wonders  known. 
For  there  his  gloiies  fliine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  name! 

How  terrible  his  praife 
Juirice,  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  works  of  grace* 


P  S  A  L  M  99.     Second  part.  Short  Metre. 

A  holy  God  wotflripped  nmth  reverence. 

t  JJ X  ALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
_i_i  And  worlhip  at  his  feet, 
His  nature  is  all  holineis, 
And  mercy  is  his  feat. 

%  When  Tfrae!  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  prieil, 
When  Mcfescrv'd,  when  Samuel  pray'd-^ 
He  gave  his  people  reft. 

3  OTt  he  forgave  their  (in?, 

^  Ner^voulddctTroy  rheir  race: 

.;  ofthg  made  his  rengeanee  known 
VShzn  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

4  Eta!t  the  Lord  our  God, 

fe  grace  is  flill  the  fame; 
Stil  iofholinels. 

And  jeEJoaj  for  his  cnine. 


202 


PSALM      C. 


P    S    A    L     M    ioo.     Firft  Metre. 
A  plain  tranflation. 
Praife  to  our  Creator. 
i  "yE  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice 

1.    Before  the  Lord,  your  fov'reign  King; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  fing. 
A  The  Lcrd  is  God:  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give: 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own; 
The  fheepthaton  his  paftures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  fongs  of  joy, 

With  prailes  to  his  courts  repair; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 
To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind; 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  fure; 

And  the  whole  race  of  man  (hall  find 

His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

PSALM   iqo.    Second  Metre,, 
A  paraphrafe. 

j  "OF.FORE  Jehovah's  awful  thjone, 
-D  Ye  nations,  how  with  facred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone — 
He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy. 

%  His  fov'reign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made/us  of  clay,  andform'd  us  men: 
And  when,  like  wandering  fheep,  we  ftray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 

Our  fouls,  and  ail  our  mortal  frame: 
What  lading  honors  mall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker  to  thy  name? 


PSALM      CI.  203 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs, 

High  as  the  heav'n  our  voices  raife; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongues-, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 

Vaft  as  eternity  thy  love ! — 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  mull  ftand, 
When  rolling  years  f hall  ceafe  to  move  I 

PSALM   1 01.     Long  Metre. 
The  magijlrate's  pjalm, 

1  T\  TERCY  and  judgment  are  my  fong^; 
JLVJL  And  fince  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  fongs  and  vows  I  bring. 

%  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  fv/ord, 
I'll  take  my  counfel  from  thy  word; 
Thy  jullice  and  thy  heav'nly  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wifdom  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  refide: 

No  wicked  thing  mall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thyjealoufy. 

4  No  fons  of  ilander,  rage  and  ftrife 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life; 
The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride 
Within  my  doors  mall  ne'er  abide. 

[5  I'll  fearch  the  land,  and  raife  the  jufl 
To  polls  of  honor*  wealth  and  trull: 
The  men  that  work  thy  holy  will 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fav'rites  Hill.] 

'    In  vain  (hall  finners  hope  to  rife 
By  flattering  or  malicious  lies; 
Nor.  while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
Shall  bold  offends  e'er  be  fpar'd. 


aof.  PSALM      CI. 

7  The  impious  crew  (that  factious  band) 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land ; 
And  all  that  break  the  public  reft, 
Where  1  have  power,  mall  be  fuppreft. 

PSALM    ioi.      Common  Metre* 

A  pf aim  for  a  majler  of  a  family. 

i  ^~\F  juflice  and  of  grace  I  ling, 
V/  And  pay  my  God  my  vows, 
Thy  grace  and  juftice,  heav'nly  King, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  houfe. 

z  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair, 


And  make  thy  fervant  wi 


iyifufier  nothing  near  me  there 
That  fhall  oflfend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  that  doth  his  neighbor  wrong, 

By  wifehood  or  by  force, 
Thefcornful  eye,  the  flan d'ro us  tongue, 
I'll  banifli  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  feek  the  faithful  and  the  juft, 

And  will  their  help  enjoy; 
Thefe  aretbefnenris  that  1  iha.II  truic, 

Theferrants  i'll  employ. 

5  The  wretch,  that  dea's  in  fly  deceit* 

I'll  not  endure  a  night; 
The  liar's  tongue  I  eves  h  lie, 
A  n  d  biini  fti  fro  m  m  y  fight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  fl 
So  fhall  nrv  houfe  be  everfqun<I 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 


PSALM     CU.  205 

P  S  A  L  M   102.    ver.  i  — 13,  zc,  21. 

Fnft  part.     Common  Metre. 

A  prayer  ofthi  'kfft&A 

iTJE  -\R  me,  O  God,  por  hide  thy  face.* 
XX  But  anfwer,  left  i  die ; 

ft  thou  not  huilr  a  throne  01  grace, 
To  hear  when  fmners  cry. 

2  Like  fmoke  my  wafting  cays  depart, 
%    When  it  difiolyes  in  air, 

My  ftrenfetfi  is  dried,  my  broken  heart 
Is  (Inking  in  deipnir. 

3  My  fpjrits  flag,  like  Withering  gBajs 

Burnt  with  exce-Jive  hear: 
J.n  fecret  groans  my  minutes  pa^j 
And  Jforgpt  tj  eat, 

4  As  on  feme  'on e*l v  ':  ufldihg's  top 

'I  he  fparrow  tells  her  mean, 
Far  nts  ofjoy  and  hope 

1  fit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  foul  is  like  a  wildernefa, 

Where  beafts  of  imdnight howl: 
Where  the  fad  raven  finds  her  place, 
And  v  here  the  in-earning  cv.  I, 

•  Bar!  bts  and  boding  feats 

Dwell  in  my troubled breail; 
While  (3 ;.\rp  reproaches  wound  my  eais, 
Nor  give  my  fpirit  reft. 

j  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes, 
And  rears  are  my  cepait; 
Mi  oaiiy  bread  like  afhes  grows 
Unpieafent  to  my  tafte. 


2oG  PSALM      CII. 

8  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  joy- 

To  fouls  thatfeel  thy  frown; 
Lord,  'twas  thy  hand  advanc'd  me  high, 
Thy  hand  hath  cafl  me  down. 

9  My  looks  like  wither'd  leaves  appear; 

And  life's  declining  light 
Grows  faint,  as  ev'ning  fhadows  are, 
That  vanifh  into  night. 

10  But  thou  for  ever  art  the  fame, 

O  my  eternal  God ; 
Ages  to  come  (hall  know  thy  name, 
And  fpreadthy  works  abroad. 

11  Thou  wiltarife,  and  fhew  thy  face, 

Nor  will  my  Lord  delay, 
Beyond  the  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long  expected  day. 

iz  He  hears  his  faints,  he  knows  their  cry, 
And  by  myfterious  ways, 
Redeems  the  pris'ners,  doom'd  to  die, 
And  fills  their  tongues  with  praife. 


P  S  A  L  M  ioz.    ver.  13,— -2r« 
Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

Prayer  heard,  aitd  Zion  rejlored. 

1  T    ET  Zion  and  her  foris  rejoice — 
JLi  Behold  the  promis'd  hour: 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice> 
And  conies  t'  exalt  his  power. 

»  Herduftand  ruins  that  remain, 
Are  precious  in  our  eyes; 
Thofe  ruins  (hall  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  duil  ftiall  ri{e. 


PSALM      CH.  207 

The  Lord  will  raife  Jerufalem, 

And  ftand  in  glory  there: 
Nations  fhall  bout  before  his  name, 

And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

He  fits  afov'reign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes: 
He  hears  the  dying  pris'ners  groan, 

And  fees  their  fighs  arife. 

He  frees  the  fouls  condemn  'd  to  death, 

And,  when  his  faints  complain, 
It  flia'n't  be  faid,  "  That  praying  breath 

Was  ever  fpent  in  vain." 

This  fhall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  record; 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 

And  truft  and  praife  the  Lord. 


PSALM     102.     vcr.  23—18, 

Third  part.    Long  Metre; 

Man's  mortality,  ChrijTs  eternity ;  or,  Saints  (fit, 
but  Chrijl  and  the  Church  Hie. 

1  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

A  Weakens  our  ftrength  amidlt  the  race \ 
Difeafe  and  death  at  his  command 
Arreft  us,  and  cut  fhort  our  days. 

a  Spare  us  O  Lord  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  fun  go  down  at  neon: 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 

And  mull  thy  children  die  lb  foon  ? 

3  Yet,  in  the  midft  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  forrow  mall  afTuage ; 
**  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live; 
w  Ckrift  is  the  fame  thro'  every  age." 


2oH  PSA    L    M      CIIL 

4  'Twas  he  this  earths  fomidatioh  laid; 

Heart)  is  the  building  of  Ms  hand: 
This  earth  grows  old,  thttfe  heav'ns  (hall  f«a£0 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  comma:. 

5  The  Starry  curtains  of  the  fky, 

Like  garments  fiiall  be  laid  afidc: 
But  ftill  thy  throne  flands  firm  and  high; 
Thy  church  for  ever  run  ft  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  ffiall  live:  f 

And  on  thy  throne  thv  children  reign; 
This  dying  world  fhall  they  fuwtve, 

•And  the  dead  faints  be  rais'd  again. 

P  •  S     si     L     M     103.      ver.  1  —  7. 

Firft:part.     Long  Metre. 

Bkjjbig  GoJ  fir  Ms  gcodnefs  to  foul  and  body, 

1  "OLESS,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God, 

l->  Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad, 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worfhip  fo  divine. 

2  Blcft,  O  my  fouf,  the  God  of  grace; 
His  favors  claim  the  higheft  praife: 
Why  fhould  ungrateful  ftlence  hide 
The  bleifings  which  his  hands  provide? 

3  'Tis  he  myi-'iil,  that  fent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  haft  done. 
He  owns  the  ranfom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

A  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels— 
Kedeems  the  foul  from  hell,  and  faves 
Our  wafting  life  from  threat'ning  graves. 

S  Our  youth  oecay'd  his  power  lepairs; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years: 
He  fills  our  {lore  with  every  good, 
And  feeds  our  fouls  with  henv'nly  food: 


p  s  a  l  r/i    cur.         20} 

6  He  fees  theoppre.Tor  and  th'  oppreil', 

And  ofce.i  gives  the  fufPrers  reft: 

But  will  ■fcjuftice  more  difplay 

In  the  lift  great  rewarding  day. 
[7  Kis  power  he  fhe-w'd  by  Moles'  hands, 

And  gave  to  Ifrael  his  commands; 

But  lent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 

To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son.] 

§  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confefs— ■ 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace; 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  mall  join 
In  work  and  worfhip  fo  divine. 


PSALM   103.    Second  part.   Long  Metre* 

God's  genlh  thafiifement ;  or,  His  tender  mercy  t4 
bis  people* 


1  'T'HE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways! 
How  firm  his  truth  how  large  his  gravel 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

a  Not  half  fo  high  his  power  hath  fpread 
The  (tarry  heav'ns  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  cur  praife, 
Exceeds  the  highefc  hopes  we  raife. 

3  Not  half  fo  far  hath  nature  plac'd 
The  riling  morning  from  the  welt, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  thofe  he  love?. 

4  How  flow  lu's  awful  wrath  to  rife! 
On  fwifter  wings  falvation  iiies ; 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  foon  his  frowns  to  pity  turni 


*io  PSALM     CIII. 

5  Aniidfl:  his  wrath  compaflion  fhines; 
His  flrokes  are  lighter  than  our  fins; 
And,  while  his  rod  corrects  his  faints, 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

6  So  fathers  their  young  fons  chaftife, 
With  centle  hands  and  melting  eyes; 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  fmart, 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 

p  a  u  s  E. 
}  The  mighty  God  the  wife  and  jufl, 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  duft; 
And  will  no  heavy  loads  impofe 
Beyond  the  ftrength  that  he  beftows. 

B  He  knows  how  foon  our  nature  dies, 
Blafted  by  every  wind  that  fiies%, 
Like  grafs  we  fpring  and  die  as  loon, 
Or  morning  flowers  that  fade  at  noon. 

9  But  his  eternal  love  is  fure 

J  o  all  the  faints,  and  (hall  endure; 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  fhall  reign, 
iRor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 


f    S    A    L    M    103.      ver,  1—7.. 

Firft  part.  Short  Metre. 

Praife  for  fpiritual  arid  temporal  mercies, 

OH  blefs  the  Lord  my  foul! 
Let  all  within  me  join 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  blefs  his  name, 

Whofe  favors  are  divine. 
Oh  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foul; 

I-- or  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulnefs, 
And  without  praifes  die* 


PSALM      CIII.  2i! 

'Tis  he  forgives  thy  fins, 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  ficknefTes, 

And  makes  thee  young  again. 

He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ranfom'd  from  the  grave; 
He  that  redeem'd  my  foul  from  hell 

Hath  fov'reign  power  to  fave. 

He  fills  the  poor  with  good; 

He  gives  the  fufPrers  reft; 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 

And  juftice  for  th;  oppreft. 

His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Mofes  known; 
But  fent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 

By  his  beloved  fon. 


PSALM    103.     ver.  8— 18. 

Second  part.     Short  Metre, 

Ahounding  co??ipajJiQn  of  God;  or,  Mercy  in  the  mk 
of  judgment. 


MY  foul,  repeat  his  praife 
Whofe  mercies  are  fo 


great: 


Whofe  anger  is  fo  flow  to  rife, 
So  ready  to  abate.     - 

4  God  will  not  always  chide; 

And,  when  his  ftrokes  are  felt. 
His  ftrokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heav'ns  are  rais'd 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  higheft  thoughts  exceed. 


112  PSALM     cm. 

4  His  power  fubdues  our  fins, 
And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  eail  is  from  the  weft, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

$  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  thofe  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  fuch  as  tender  parents  feel- 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  duft, 

Scatter'd  with  every  breath: 
His  anger  like  a  rifingwind 
Can  fend  us  fwift  to  death. 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  grafs, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower! 
If  one  fharp  blaft  fweep  o'er  the  fields 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

8  But  thy  compaflions,  Lord, 

To  endlefs  years  endure; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promife  fure. 


P    S    A    L     M    103.      vcr.  19— 2*. 

Third  part.     Short  Metre. 

Cod' *s*unherfal 'dominion  ;  or,  Angels  pr  a  if?  the  Lord, 

x  'TUIE  Lord,  tlie  fov'rcign  king, 
Hath  hVdriis  throne  on  high, 
O'er  all  the  heav'nly  world  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  fky. 

a  Ye  angels,  great  in  might, 
And  fwift  to  do  his  will, 
Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  whofe  voice  ye  hear, 
Whofe  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 


PSALM      CIV. 

3  Let  the  bright  hofts,  who  wait 

The  orders  of  their  king, 
And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praife  they  fing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  works, 

Through  his  vail  kingdom  mew 

Their  Maker's  glory,  thou,  ray  ibul, 
Shall  ling  his  graces  too. 

PSALM     104. 

The  glory  of  God  hi  Creation  and  Providence* 

1  "IV/JY  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife; 
J.VX   vVhea  cloth  "d  in  his  celeitiai  rays, 
He  in  full  majefty  appears, 
And  like  a  robe  his  glory  wears. 

Note,  This  pfuhn  may  be  fang  to  ire  take  ofth  > 
11  z$ h  or  \%itb  pfalm,  by  adding  ihefe  t- 
to  every  fianza — viz. 

"  Great  is  the  Lord!  what  tongue  can  frarne 
*'  An  equal  honor  to  his  name!*' 

Olherivife  it  mujl  be  fang  as  the  loot/?  pfulm* 

a  The  heav'ns  are  for  his  curtain  fpread; 
Th'  unfathom'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed; 
Clouds  are  his  chariot,  when  he  ilies 
On  winged  ftorms  acrofs  the  (kies. 

;  Angels,  whom  his  own  bieath  infpires, 
His  minifter  are  flaming  tires; 
And  fwift  as  thought  their  armies  more 
To  bear  his  vengeance  or  his  love. 

\  The  world's  foundation  by  his  hand 
Is  pois'd,  and  mall  for  ever  irand; 
He  binds  the  ocean  in  Iris  chain, 
Left  it  mould  drown  the  earth  agairi* 


2i4  PSALM     CIV. 

5  When  earth  was  cover'd  with  the  flood, 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  ftood, 
He  thunder'd  and  the  ocean  fled, 
Contin'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 

6  The  fwelling  billows  know  their  bound, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  round; 
Ref  refhing  ltreams,  by  iecret  veins, 
Break  from  the  hills  and  drench  the  plains. 

$  He  bids  the  chryftal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  valleys  as  they  go; 
There  gentle  herbs  their  thirft  allay, 
And  for  the  ftream  wild  ailes  bray. 

8  From  pleafant  trees  which  fliade  the  brink, 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to  drink; 
Their  longs  the  lark  and  linnet  raife, 
And  chide  our  filence  in  his  praife. 


PAUSE    THE    FIRST. 

9  God,  from  hi?  cloudy  cittern,  pours 
On  the  parch "d  earth  enriching  mowers: 
The  grove,  the  garden   and  the  field 

A  thoufand  joyful  bleflings  yield. 

10  lie  makes  the  grafTy  food  arife, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  iupplies; 
With  herbs  for  man,  of  various  power, 
To  nouriih  nature,  or  to  cure. 

I  i  What  noble  fruit  the  vines  produce! 
The  olive  yields  a  pleafing  juice; 
Our  hearts  are  cheer'd  with  gen'rous  wine, 
His  gifts  proclaim  his  love  divine. 

It  His  bounteous  hands  our  table  fpread, 
He  fills  our  cheerful  ftores  with  bread; 
While  food  our  vital  flrength  imparts, 
Let  daily  praife  infpire  our  hearts. 


PSALM      CIV, 


PAUSE    THE    SECOND. 


*'5 


13  Behold  the  {lately  cedar  ftands, 
Rais'd  in  the  foreft  by  his  hands ; 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  fhelter  fly. 
And  build  their  nefts  fecure  on  high, 

X4  To  craggy  hills  afcends  the  goat; 
And  at  the  airy  mountains  foot 
The  feebler  creatures  make  their  cell— ■ 
He  gives  them  vvifdom  where  to  dwell. 

15  He  fets  the  fun  his  circling  race, 
Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  Face; 
And,  when  thick  darknefs  veils  the  day, 
Calls  out  wild  beafts  to  hunt  their  prey. 

16  Fierce  lions  les.d  their  young  abroad, 
And  roaring  afk  their  meat  from  God; 
But  when  the  morning  beams  arife, 
The  favage  beaft  to  covert  flies. 

17  Then  man  to  daily  labor  goes; 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repofe; 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  fweet_  relief  ^ 
From  tirefome  toil  and  wafting  grief. 

18  How  ftrange  thy  works !  how  great  thy  fkiKI 
While  ev'ry  land  thy  riches  fill; 

Thy  wifdom  round  the  world  we  fee, 
This  fpacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

19  Nor  lefs  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  riih  in  millions  fwim  and  creep, 
With  wondrous  motions,  fwift  or  flow. 
Still  wandring  in  the  paths  below. 

*o  There  mips  divide  their  wat'ry  way^ 
And  flocks  of  fcalv  moniters  play; 
The  huge  leviathan  refides. 
And,  fearlefs,  fports  amid  the  tides, 


zi6  PSALM     CIV. 


PAUSE    THE    THIRD. 

2i  Vaft  are  thy  works,  almighty  LorJ, 
All  nature  r efts  upon  thy  word, 
And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  Hands 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 

nz  "While  each  receives  his  difFrent  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good; 
Eagles  and  b?ars,  and  whales  and  worms, 
Rejoice  and  praife  in  diiFrent  forms. 

33  But  when  thou  hid'it  thy  face  they  mourn, 
And,  dying,  to  their  dull  return, 
Both  man  and  bead  their  fouls  refign; 
Life,  breath  and  fpiritall  are  thine. 

24  Yet  thou  canrl  breathe  on  dufl  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  beafts  and  men; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  waites  of  time  and  death, 

*j  His  works,  the  wonders  el" his  might. 
Are  honored  wit  h  his  own  delight : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways ! 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praife. 

%fy  The  earth  (lands  trembling  at  thy  ilroke, 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  fmoke; 
Yet  bumble  fouls  may  lee  thy  face, 
And  tell  thy  wants  to  fjv'aign  grace. 

27  In  thee  my  hopes  and  willies  meet, 
And  makes  thy  mcriirarions  fweet; 
Thy  praifes  iha-11  my  breath  employ, 
Till  it  expire  iri  endicis  joy. 

s8  Whi  I'ers die afceurft, 

Their  gloi  du^, 

I  to  my  Cod.  my  heavenly  kisg, 
Immoital  '..  .  fing. 


PSALM      CV. 

PSJLM  105.  Abridged.  Common  Metre. 

Cod's  condttft  to  IfraeU  and  tkc  plagues  of  Egypt 
i  {"*  IVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 

VT  And  tell  the  world  his  grace; 

Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 
That  all  may  {t&k  his  face. 

%  His  covenant  which  he  kept  in  mind 
For  nura'rous  ages  paft, 
To  num'rous  ages  yet  behind 
In  equal  force  mall  iaft. 

3  He  fware  to  Abra'm  and  his  feed, 

And  made  the  blefling  fure ; 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promile  read. 
And  find  hi*  ti  nth  endure. 

4  "  Thy  feed  fliall  make  all  natioas  blcfs'd; 

(Suid  the  Almighty  voice) 
"  And  Canaan's  land  fhall  be  thy  reft, 
"  The  type  of  heav'nly  joys." 
Tj  How  large  the  grant!  how  rich  the  grace! 
To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  were  ilr  angers  in  the  place, 
A  final!  and  feeble  baad! 

i  Like  pilgrims,  through  the  countries  round, 
Securely  they  remov'd; 
And  haughty  kings,  that  on  them  frown'd, 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 
7  "  Touch  mine  anointed, and  mine  arm 
I.I  loon  avenge  the  wrong? 
'  The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm, 
hall  know  ihm  God  is  lirong. 

t  "  Then  let  the  tfo:ld  forbear  its  rage, 
"Nor  put  [h*  church  in  fear: 
i;  Iffael  mutt  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
,     (i  And  be  tW  Almighty's  c*re.] 


*i8  PSALM      CV, 


PAUSE  THE  FIRST, 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  faints, 

And  thus  provok'd  their  God, 
Mofes  was  fent,  at  their  complaints, 
Arnvd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 

10  He  call'd  for  darknefs,  darknefs  cams 

Like  an  o'erwhelming  flood: 
He  turn'd  each  lake,  and  ev'ry  ftreani 
To  lakes  and  flreams  of  blood. 

ji  He  gave  the  fign,  and  noifome  flies 
Through  the  whole  country  fpread; 
And  frogs,  in  baleful  armies,  rife 
About  the  monarch  s  bed. 

ia  Through  fields,  and  towns,  and  palaces, 
The  tenfold  vengeance  flew: 
Locufls,  in  fwarms,  devour'd  their  trees 
And  hail  their  cattle  flew. 

13  Then,  by  an  angel's  midnight  ftroke,/ 

The  flow'r  of  Egypt  died; 
The  ftrength  of  ev'ry  houfe  he  broke, 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 

14  "  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

"  Nor  put  the  church  in  fear; 
"  Ifrael  muft  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
"  And  be  th'  Almighty's  care." 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

1 5  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  freed, 

And  left  the  hated  ground: 
Rich  with  Egyptian  fpoils  they  fled, 
Nor  was  one  feeble  found. 

16  The  Lord  himfelf  chofe  out  their  way, 

And  mark'd  their  journey's  right, 
Gave  them  aieading  cloud  by  day# 
A  fiery  guide  by  night* 


P    $    A    L    M      CVI.  219 

j  They  thirfl;  and  waters  from  the  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And  foIFwing  flill  the  courfe  they  took, 

Ran  all  the  defert  through. 

!  O  wond'rous  ftream !  O  bkifed  type 

Of  ever-fiowing  grace! 
So  Chrifr.  our  rock  maintains  our  life 

And  aids  our  wand'ring  race. 

1  Thus  guarded  by  th'  almighty  hand, 

The  chofen  tribes  pofTelVd 
Canaan  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land, 

And  there  enjoy'd  their  reft. 

i  "  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage,- 

"  The  church  renounce  her  fear; 
N  Ifrael  muil  live  through  ev'ryage, 

"  And  be  the  Almighty's  care/' 

'SALM  ic6.  v.  1  —  5.  Firftpart.  Long  Metre. 

Praifd  to  God;  or,  Communication  ivitb faints. 

rT,0  God  the  great,  the  ever  blefs'd, 
Let  fongs  of  honor  be  addrefs'd; 
His  mercy  firm  for  ever  Hands ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 

Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ? 
Who  mall  fulfil  thy  boundlefs  prailer* 
Riefs'd  are  the  fouls  that  fear  thee  {till, 
Ind  pay  their  duty  to  ihv  will. 
Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
?or  Jacob's  race,  thy  chofen  feed: 
^nd  with  the  lame  falvation  blefs 
"he  meaneft  fuppliant  of  thy  grace. 

3  may  I  fee  thy  tribes  rejoice, 
Vndaid  their  triumphs  with  my  voiceJ 
rhis  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
lOin'd  to  thy  faints,  and  neaj  to  thee, 


2  2o  PSALM      CVI— CVII. 

PSALM  1 06.  ver.  7,  8, 12 — 14,  45 — 48, 

Second  part.      Short  Metre. 

Ifrael  punijhed  and  pardoned*  or,  God's  unchang 
able  love. 

1  /*"i  OD  of  eternal  love, 

v_>  How  fickle  are  our  ways! 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 
Thy  conftancy  of  grace ! 

z  They  few  thy  wonders  wrought, 
And  then  thy  praife  they  fung; 
But  foon  thy  works  of  pow'r  forgot, 
And  murmur'd  with  their  tongue. 
j  Now  they  believe  his  word, 

While  rocks  with  rivers  flow; 
Now  with  their  lulls  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  he  leduc'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults, 

He  hearken 'd  to  their  groans, 
Brought  his  own  covenant  to  his  thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  fti!:  his  fons. 

5  Their  numes  were  m  Ms  book, 

He  iav'd  them  from  their  foes; 
Oft  he  chafBs;d,"bat  ne'er  forfoofc 
The  people  that  he  chofe. 

6  Let  Ifrael  blefs  the  Lord, 

lov'd  t:;c:r  ancient  race; 
And  Chriftians  join  the  folemn  v/ord 
Amcnt  to  all  the  praijfe. 

P  S  A  I  M  107.  Firft  part.  Long  Metre. 

ifrael  led  to  Cana&n,  and  Chrifliant  to  heaven.  I 

I  ("JIVE  thanks  to  God;  he  reigns  above; 
VJ  Kind  ;ire  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love; 
Hjs  men  have  known, 

Aad  ages  Jo;?g  to  coftie  fha.ll  own. 


PSALM      CVII.  221 

a  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record ; 
Ifrael  the  nation  whom  he  chofe, 
And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  foes. 

£3  When  God's  own  arm  their  fetters  broke, 
And  freed  them  from  th'  Egyptian  y?ke, 
They  trae'd  the  deiert,  wand'ring  round 
A  wild  aod  folitary  ground. 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  their  fix'd  abode: 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  aiTuage 
Their  burning  thirft,  or  hunger's  rage.] 

5  In  th§ir  ch'ftrefs  to  God  they  cry*d, 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  guide  ; 
He  hd  their  wand'ring  march  around, 

And  brought  their  tribes  to  Canaan's  grouai. 

6  Thus,  when  ou»-  nrft  releafe  we  gain^ 
From  fin's  old  voke,  and  Satan's  chain, 
We  hare  this  defert  world  to  pafs, 

A  dang'rous  and  a  tirefome  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  onr  footfteps  left  we  ftr?.y, 
He  guards  us  with  a  pow'rful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  land. 

S  O  let  the  faints  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodnefs  of  the  Lord! 
How  great  his  works!  hew  kind  his  ways! 
Let  ey'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 

PSALM  107.  Second  part.  Long  Metre. 
Corretthnfor  fin,  und  rehafe  by  prayer. 

1  TPROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 
JF    God  and  his  grace  are  ftill  the  fame ; 
He  fills  the  hungry  foul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  ey  ry  good. 


222  PSALM      CVII. 

a  But  if  their  hearts  rebel,  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  who  rules  the  fkies, 
If  they  rejeel  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  flight  the  counfels  of  the  Lord. 

$  He'll  bring  their  fpirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliv'rer  (hall  be  found; 
Laden  \J  ith  grief,  they  wafle  their  breath 
In  darknefs,  and  the  fhades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arife, 
Andfcatters  all  that  difmal  (hade, 
That  hung  fo  heavy  round  their  head-. 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brafs  in  two, 

And  lets  the  fmiling  pris'ners  through; 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  lab'ring  foul  relief. 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord! 
How  great  his  works!  how  kind  his  ways! 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 


PSALMio-j.  Third  pa?t.  Common  Metre. 

c 

Jnteynperance  punijlied  and  pardoned-,  or,  A pfah 
fur  the  glutton  and  the  drunkard. 

*  "T  7AIN  man,  on  foolifh  pleafures  bent, 
V     Prepares  for  his  own  punifhment; 
What  pains,  what  loathfome  maladies. 
From  luxury  and  luft  arife! 

a  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  wafte, 
Yer  drowns  his  health  to  pleafe  his  tafl  e 
Till  all  his  ailive  pow'rs  are  loft, 
And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  dufi* 


PSALM      CVIL  2Z3 

3  The  glutton  groans,  and  loathes  to  eat, 
His  foul  abhors  delicious  meat; 
Nature,  with  heavy  loads  opprefs'd, 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  releas'd. 

4  Then  how  the  frighten'd  Tinners  fly 
To  God  for  help,  with  earnefr.  cry; 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breath, 
And  faves  them  from  approaching  death. 

5  No  med'cines  could  affecl  the  cure 
So  quick,  fo  eafy,  or  fo  fure  : 

The  deadly  fentence  God  repeals, 
He  fends  his  fov'reign  word  and  heals. 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord! 
And  let  their  thankful  off'ring  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love. 


PSALM  107.  Fourth  part.  Long  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  Jlormi  and  Jhipwreck;  or,  The 
feaman* 'sfong. 

1  TTfOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 

V  V     His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad? 
With  the  bold  mariner  furvey 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  fea. 

2  They  leave  their  native  mores  behind, 
And  feize  the  favor  of  the  wind; 

Till  God  command,  andtempefts  rife, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  Ikies. 

3  Now  to  the  heavens  they  mount  amain, 
Now  fink  to  dreadful  deeps  again; 
What  itrange  affrights  young  failors  feel, 
Aad  like  a  Haggling  drunkard  reell 


224  PSALM     CVII. 

4  When  land  Is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Loft  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry; 
His  mercy  hears 'their  loud  addrefs, 
And  fends  faivation  in  diilrcfs. 

5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  affuage, 
And  itormy  tempefts  ceafe  to  rage ; 
The  giadftme  train  their  fcara  give  o'er, 
And  nail  with  joy  their  native  fhore. 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord! 
Let  them  their  private  off' rings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  lfng. 

TSALU  107.  Fourth  part.  Common  Metre; 
The  7imriners  pfalm. 

t  ^TpHY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
1    That  rules  the  boifterous  fea, 
The  fons  of  courage  mall  record, 
Who  tempt  that  dang'rous  way. 

%  At  tfty  command  the  winds  arife, 
And  fwell  the  tow'riag  waves; 
The  men,  aftonifh'd,  mount  the  fkiejj, 
And  fink  in  gaping  graves. 

£3  Again  they  ciimb  the  wat'ry  hills 
And  plunge  in  deep3  again; 
» Each  like  a  tottering  drunkard  reels* 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempeft  roar. 

They  pant  with  fluttering  breath* 
And,  hopelefs  of  the  diftant  more, 
Expeci  immediate  death.] 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  crier* 

He  hears  the  loud  requeft, 
And  orders  filence  through  the  fkies* 
And  lays  the  flood*  to  1  eft. 


PSALM      CVII.  22  c 

4 

i  Sailors  rejoice  to  lofe  their  feats,  _  _^,J 

And  fee  the  ftorm  allay'*! :  $£&' 

Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears ; 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 
7  'Tig  God  that  brings  rhem  fafe  to  land; 
Let  ftupid  mortals  know, 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 

S  Oh  that  the  fons  of  men  would  praife 
The  goodncis  of  the  Lord ! 
And  thofe  that  iee  thy  wond'rous  ways, 
Thy  wond'rous  love  record. 

PSALM  107.    Laftpart.  Long  Metre. 

Colonies  planted;  or,  Nations  blejfcd  and  puni  $ .  d. 

1  T TTHEN  God,  provok'd  with  daring  crimes, 
VV     Scourges  the  naadnefs  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  fk-Jsto  barren  fand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land. 

c  His  word  can  raife  the  fprings  again, 
And  make  the  wither 'd  mountains  green, 
Send  fhow'ry  bleflings  from  the  ikies, 
And  harveft  in  the  deiert  rife. 

C3  "Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beafts  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 
He  bids  th'  epprefs'd  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  fow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whole  yearly  fruit  fupplies  their  want: 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  ftocks, 
Their  wealth  increafes  with  their  flocks. 

5  Thus  they  are  blefs'd;  but  if  they  fin, 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in; 

A  fayuge  crew  invades  their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  barb'rous  bands. 
N  3 


226  PSALM      CVIII. 

6  Their  captive  fons,  cxpos'd  to  fcom, 
-  AVanderM  unpity'd  and  forlorn: 
Wrhe1  country  lies  unfenc'd,  untill'd, 

And  deiblation  fpreads  the  field. 

7  Yet  if  the  hambled  nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hands  he  turns; 
Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live.] 

8  The  righteous,  with  a  joyful  fenfe, 
Admire  the  works  of  Prcv  ic'e 

And  tongues  of  Atheiils  (hall  no  more 
Blaspheme  the  God  that  faints  adore. 

9  How  few  with  pious  care  record 
Thefe  wond'rous  dealings  of  the  Lord! 
But  wife  obfervers  ftill  mall  find 

The  Lord  is  holy,juft  and  kind. 

P  S  A  L  M    io8.     Common  M^trc, 
dfong  of  praife. 

J    A  WAKE,  my  foul,  to  found  his  praife, 
•£\.   Awake  my  harp  to  fing; 
Join  all  my  powers  the  fong  to  raife, 
And  morning  incenfe  bring. 

£a  Among  the  people  of  his  care, 
And  through  the  nations  round; 
Glad  fongs  of  praife  will  I  prepare, 
And  there  his  name  refound. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

.Above  the  ft arry  train; 
JDifFufe  thy  heavenly  grace  abroad, 
And  teach  the  world  thy  reign. 

4  So  fhall  thy  chofen  fons  rejoice, 

And  throng  thy  courts  above; 
While  finners  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice* 
And  taile  redeemirg  love. 


PSALM    CIX— CX.  227 


mon  Metre*      1 


PSALM  109.   ver.  1—5,  31,  Common 

hove  to  enemies  from  the  example  oft 

1  pODof  my  mercy  and  my  praife, 
VT  Thy  glory  is  my  fong; 
Though  fmncrs  fpeak  againft  thy  grace 
With  a  blafpheming  tongue. 

3  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 
Thy  fon  on  earth  was  found, 
With  cruel  flanders,  falie  and  vain, 
They  compafs'd  him  around. 

3  Their  mts'ries  his  companion  move, 

Their  peace  he  ftill  purfu'd; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  caufe, 

Yet  with  his  dying  breath 
He  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  crofs,. 
And  blefs'd  his  foes  in  death. 

£  Lord  fhall  thy  bright  example  mine 
In  vain  before  my  eyes ; 
Give  me  a  foul  akin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

4  The  Lord  mail  on  my  fide  engage, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  name 
I  fhall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 
Who  flander  and  condemn. 


PSALM  no.    Firft  part.  Long  Metre: 

Chrijl  exalted j  and  multitudes  converted;  or,  7h$ 
fuccefs  of  the  go f pel. 

1  T^HUS  God,th'  eternal  Father  fpake 
JL    To  Chrift  the  Son:  "  Afcend  and  lit 
"  At  my  right  hand,  till  I  fhall  make 
"  Thy  foes  fubmimve  at  thy  feet. 


PSALM      CX» 

a  "  From  Zion  (hall  thy  word  proceeo\ 
g  Thy  word,  the  fceptre  in  thy  hand, 
Shall  make  the  heart*  of  rebels  Weed, 
"  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  "  That  day  fhall  /how  thy  pow'r  ia  great 

"  When  faints  fhall  flock  with  willing  Uds, 
And  hnners  crowd  thv  temple  gate, 
"  Where  holinefs  in  beauty  feiaes/' 

4  O  blefTed  pow'r!  O  glorious  day' 

What  a  Jargc  vicVry  /hall  enfne? 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  de'w. 

PS  AIM  no.  Second  part.  Long  Metre 
The  kingdom  and ' priefihsd of ChriJ?. 
I  'pHUS  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  fea 
Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fwore: 
Eternal  (hall  thv  nriefthood  be 
"  And  change  frofe  hand  to  hand  no  more. 

*  %i  Aa»-on  nnd  all  his  fons  muft  die; 
"  But  evcrlafting  life  is  thine, 
4t  To  fave  (or  erer  thofe  that  fly 
*■  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

3  "  By  me  Melcbizedek  was  made 

"  On  earth  a  king  and  pried  at  once ; 
"  And  thou,  myheav'nly  prieft,  fhall  pjead, 
"  And  thou,  my  King,  fhall  rule  my  funs." 

4  Jcfus  the  Prieft  afcends  his  throne, 

While  counsels  of  eternal  peace, 
Between  the  father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honor  and  foccefs. 

$  Through  the  whole  earth  his  reign  fhall  fpread, 
And  crufti  tht  pow  *rs  that  dare  rebeij 
Then  ihaii  he  judge  the  niing  dead, 
^.nd  fend  tke  guiJty  world  to  hell. 


PSALM      CX.  S29 

Though,  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  threats  and  blood, 

The  fufF rings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 


PSALM  no.     Common  Metre. 

Chrift's  kingdom  and priefibaod, 

x    TESUS,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throne, 
J    And  near  thy  Father  fit ; 
In  Zion  fhall  thy  power  be  known, 
And  make  thy  foes  fubmit. 

z  What  wonders  (hall  thy  gofpel  do! 
Thy  converts  ihall  iurpafs 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning  dew. 
And  own  thy  fbv'reign  grace. 

3  God  hath  pronoune'd  a  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  iwore; 
"  Eternal  (hail  thy  priefthood  be, 
"  When  Aaron's  is  no  more. 

4  "  Melchizedek,  that  wond'rous  prief?* 

"  That  king  of  high  degree, 
«  That  holy  man,  whom  Abraham  ble$, 
"  Was  but  a  type  of  thee." 

5  Jefus,  our  prieft,  for  ever  Jives, 

To  plead,  for  us  above; 
Jefus,  our  king,  for  ever  gives 
The  bieilings  of  his  love. 

6  God  (hall  exalt  his  glorious  head. 

And  his  high  throne  maintain, 
Shall  ftrike  the  powers  and  princes  dead* 
Who  dare  oppoie  his  reign. 


23o  PSALM     CXI. 

PSALM   in.    Firft  part.  Common  Metre; 

The  nuifJom  of  God  in  his  iporfo. 

I  GONGS  of  immortal  praife  belong 
"^  To  my  almighty  God; 
He  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  fpread  his  name  abroad. 

a  How  great  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought! 
How  glorious  in  our  fight! 
And  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  fought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  Mow  fair  and  beauteous  Nature's  frame! 

How  wife  th'  eternal  mind ! 
His  counfels  never  change  the  fcheme 
That  his  firft  thoughts  defign'd, 

4  When  he  redeem'd  his  chofen  fons, 

He  iix'd  his  cov'nant  fure; 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 
To  endlefs  years  endure, 

5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  fides, 

Thy  heav'nly  (kill  proclaim; 
What  fhall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  name? 

6  To  fear  thy  power,  to  truft  thy  grace, 

Is  our  diyineft  (kill; 
And  he's  the  wifeft  of  our  race 
That  beft  obeys  thy  will. 

TSALM  hi.  Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  perfections  of  God. 

i  (^  RKA/T  is  the  Lord;  his  works  of  might 
v_T  Demand  our  noblcfl  fongs; 
Let  bis  affembled  faints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 


PSALM      CXIL  231 

a  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
He  gives  his  children  food; 
And,  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  makes  his  promife  good. 

S  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 
To  leal  his  cov'nant  Hire: 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name, 
His  ways  are  jufl  and  pure. 

4.  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wife, 
Mud  with  his  fear  begin; 
Our  faireft  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating  ev'ry  fin. 


PSALM  112.     As  the  1 1 3th  Pfalm. 

The  hlcjjlngs  of  the  liberal  man, 

1  '"THAT  man  is  blefs'd,  who  flands  in  awe 

•*■    Of  God,  and  loves  his  facred  law: 
His  feed  on  earth  fhall  be  renown'di 
_  His  houfe  the  feat  of  health  {hall  be, 
An  unexhaufted  treafury, 

And  with  fucceflive  honors  crown'd. 

2  His  liberal  favors  he  extends, 

To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends; 

A  generous  pity  fills  his  mind: 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  faves  by  prudence  in  affairs, 

And  thus  he's  jufl  to  all  mankind. 

j  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  beftow'd, 
His  glory's  future  harveft  fow'd; 

The  Tweet  remembrance  of  the  juft, 
Like  a  green  root,  revives  and  bears 
A  train  ofbleflings  for  his  heirs, 
Whea  dying  nature  fleeps  in  duft, 


2}t  P    S    A    L    M     Otll. 

4  Befct  With  threatening  dangers  round, 
UnmovVl  HiaJl  he  maintain  bis  ground'; 

His  confeience  holds  his  courage  up: 
The  foul  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brightcfr.  in  affliction's  night: 

And  fees,  in  darknefs,  beams  of  grace. 

PAUSE. 

[5  III  tidings  nerer  can  furprife 

His  heart,  that,  fix'd,  on  God  relies, 

Though  waves  and  tempefts  roar  arotnd 
Safe  on  a  rock  he  fits,  and  fees 
The  fhipwreck  of  his  enemies, 
And  all  their  hope  and  glory  drown'd. 

6  The  wicked  fhall  his  triumph  fee, 
And  gnafh  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  croft; 
They  and  their  envy,  pride  and  fpite, 
Sink  down  to  everlafting  night, 

And  all  their  names  in  darknefs  loft, 


PSALM    112.     LongMette, 
The  hlcjfings  of  the  pious  and  cbaritabU. 


9  rPHRTCE  happy  man,  who  fears  the  Lord, 
A    Loves  his  commands,  and  trufts  his  word; 

Honor  and  peace  his  days  attend, 

And  bleiiings  to  his  iced  defcend. 
%  CompaiTion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 

To  works  of  mercy  ftill  inclin'd: 

He  lends  the  poor  fome  prefent  aid, 

Or  gives  them  not  to  be  repaid. 
1 3  When  times  grew  dark,  and  tidings  fpr? 

That  fill'd  his  neighbors  round  with  dread., 

His  heart  is  arm'd  agninft  the  fear, 
,    For  God,  with  all  his  power,  is  there. 


PSALM      CXII.  253 

4  His  fpirit,  nVd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heat'nly  courage  from  his  word; 
Amidft  the  darknefs  light  fhall  rife, 
To  cheer  hi3  heart,  and  blefs  his  eyes. 

-  He  hath  difpers'd  his  alms  abroad, 
His  works  are  frill  before  his  God; 
His  n^.me  on  earth  fhall  longj  remain, 
While  envious  finners  rage  in  rain. 


PSALM    111.    Common  Metre. 

Liberality  rewarded. 

1  TTA.PPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
AX  And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 

Or  gives  with  Hb'ral  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  bread 

To  all  the  fons  of  need; 
So  God  (hall  anfwer  his  requeft 
With  bleffings  on  his  feed. 

3  No  evil  tHings  fliallfurnrife 

His  well-eftablim:d  riind; 
His  foul  to  God.  his  refuge,  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  danger  and  diftrefs 

Some  beams  of  light  fhall  fhrne, 
To  (hew  the  world  his  righteovjfneft, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

•His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  the  Lord; 
Honor  on  earth,  and  joys  above, 

Shall  be  iiisfure  tewatd. 


234  PSALM     CXIII. 

P    S    A    L    M     if 3.       Proper  Tune; 

The  niajejly  and  condefcenfion  of  God* 

1  VE  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
A     The  honors  of  his  name  record — 
His  facred  name  for  ever  blefs: 
Where'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
His  riling  beams  of  fetting  rays, 
Let  lands  and  feas  his  power  confefs. 

1  "Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  give  his  vafi  dominion  bounds, 

The  heav'ns  are  far  below  his  height; 
Let  no  created  greatnefs  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 

Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  might. 

3  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hofts  of  angels  do, 

And  bends  their  care  to  mortal  things; 
His  fov'reign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 

And  feats  them  on  the  thrones  of  kings. 

4  When  childlefs  families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  bleflings  of  an  heir, 

To  refcue  their  expiring  name; 
The  mother,  wilh  a  thankful  voice, 
Proclaims  his  praifes  and  her  joys; 

Let  ev'ry  age  advance  his  praife. 

PSALM    113.    Long  Metre. 

Godfovereign  and  gracious. 

1  "V^E  fervants  of  th'  almighty  King, 
X    In  every  age  his  praifes  fing; 
Where'er  the  fun  mall  rife  or  iet, 
The  nations  mall  his  praife  repeat. 


PSALM      CXIV.  23* 

1  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  fky 
His  throne  of  glory  (lands  on  high; 
Nor  time  nor  place  his  power  reftrain, 
Nor  bound  his  univerfal  reign. 

$  Which  of  the  fons  of  Adam  dare, 
Op  angels,  with  their  God  compare? 
His  glories  how  divinely  bright! 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light! 

4  Behold  his  love!  he  {loops  to  view 

What  faints  above  and  angels  do! 

And  condefcends,  yet  more,  to  know 

The  mean  affairs  of  men  below! 
j;  From  duft  and  cottages  obfcure 

His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor! 

Gives  them  the  honor  of  his  fons, 

And  fits  them  f  jr  their  heav'nly  thrones. 

£6  A  word  of  his  creating  voice 
Can  make  the  barren  houfe  rejoice; 
Though  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  pad. 
The  promis'd  feed  is  born  at  laft. 

7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  fon, 
And  tells  the  wonders  God  has  done; 
Faith  may  grow  ftrong  when  fenfe  defpairs; 
If  nature  fails,  the  promife  bears,  j 

P    S    A    L    M    114.    Long  Metre. 

Miracles  attending  Ifr a ePs  journey. 

j  TXfHEN  Ifrael,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
The  tribes,  with  cheerful  homage,  own 
Their  king,  and  Judah  was  his  throne. 

a  Acrofs  the  deep  their  journey  lay; 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way; 
Jordan  beheld  their  march  and  fled, 
With  backward  current,  to  his  head.    ■ 

4 


2.i  5  PSALM      CXV. 

3  The  mountains  (hook,  like  frighted  fheep- 
Like  lambs,  the  little  hillocks  leap! 

Not  Sinai  on  her  bafe  could  ftand, 
Confcious  of  So? 'reign  power  at  hand. 

4  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide- 
Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide? 
Why  did  ye  leap  ye  little  hills? 

And  whence  the  dread  that  Sinai  feels? 

5  Let  every  mountain  every  flood 
.Retire  and  know  th'  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Ifrael:  fee  him  here! 
Tremble,  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns, 
The  rock  to  Handing  pools  he  turns; 
Flints  fpring  with  fountains,  at  his  word, 
And  fires  and  feas  confefs  the  Lord. 


P  S  A  I,  M  1 15.    Firft  Metre. 

The  true  God  our  refuge;  or,  Idolatry  reproved, 

1  "VTOT  to  ourfelves,  who  are  but  dufl — 
IN    Not  to  ourfelves  is  glory  due, 
Eternal  God,  thou  only  juft, 
Thou  only  gracious,  wife  and  true. 

a  Difplay  to  earth  thy  dreadful  name: 

WhyftiouJd  a  heathen's  haughty  tongne 
Infult  us,  and,  to  raife  our  fhame,  t 

Say,  u  Where's  the  God  you've  ferv'J  fo  long:  . 

3  The  God  we  ferve,  maintains  his  throns 

Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  fkies; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 
lie  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries- 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  r>dore, 

Are  fcnfelefs  fhapes  of  (tone  and  wood; 
At  bell:  a  mafs  of  glitferirrg  ore, 
A  liiver  faint,  or  golden  god. 


PSALM     CXV.  237 

[5  With  eyes  and  ears  they  carve  the  head; 
Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind; 
In  vain  are  coftly  offerings  made, 
And  vows  are  fcatterM  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 

Nor  hands  to  fave,  when  mortals  pray; 
Mortals,  that  nay  them  fear  or  love, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they. 

7  O  Ifrael,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 

Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  refT.; 
The  Lord  mail  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  blefs  die  people  and  the  prieft. 

g  The  dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  praiie — 
They  dwell  in  (ilence  in  the  grave; 
But  wc  (hall  live  to  fing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  fave. 


P  S  A  L  M  115.    Second  Metre.    As  the  new 
tune  of  the  50th  Pfalm. 

Idolatry  reproved. 

1  "KJOT  to  our  names,  thou  only  juft-  and  true, 
JLN    Not  to  our  wonhlefs  names  is  glory  due: 
Thy  power  and  grace,  thy  truth  and  juftice  claim 
Immortal  honors  to  thy  fov'reign  name; 
Shine  thro'  the  earth, from  heav'n  thy  biefr  abode; 
Kor  let  the  heathens  fay,  "  Where  is  your  God?: ' 

a  Heav'n  is  thinehigher  court:  there  (rands  thy  throne 
A.nd  thro'  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  el 
Godfram'd  this  earth ;  the  Harry  h<:  w'nshefpread, 
But  fools  adore  the  gods  th&u  band,.-  have  made; 
The^ kneeling  crowd,  with  looks  devout,  behold 
Their  firer  »viour.s,  and  thsir  feints  of  gold. 


238  PSALM      CXVI. 

£3  Vain  are  thofe  artful  (hapes  of  eyes  and  ears 

The  molten  image  neither  fees  nor  hears; 
Their  hands  are  helplefs,  nor  their  feet  can  move, 
Theyhavenofpeech,northo't,norpower,norlove; 
Yet  fottilh  mortals  make  their  long  comnlaiats 
To  their  deaf  idols,  and  their  iifefefs  faints. 

4  The  rich  have  ftatues  well  adorn 'd  with  gold; 
The  poor,  content  with  gods  of  coarfer  mould, 
With  tools  of  iron  carve  the  fenfelefs  itock, 
Lopt  from  a  tree,  or  broken  from  a  rock; 
People  and  prieft  drive  on  the  fojemn  trade, 
And  truft  the  gods  thatfaws  and  hammers  made.l 

5  Be  heav'n  and  earth  amaz'd  !  'Tis  hard  to  fay 
Which  are  more  flupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they, 
O  Ifrael,  trull  the  Lord:  he  hears  and  fees, 
He  knows  thy  forrows,  and  reitores  thy  peace; 
His  worfhip  does  athoufand  comforts  yield — 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heav'nly  fhield. 

6  Fn  God  we  trufl:  our  impious  foes  in  vain 
Attempt  our  ruin,  and  oppofe  his  reign; 

Had  they  prevail'd,  darknefs  had  clos'd  our  days, 
And  death  and  filence  had  forbid  his  praife: 
But  we  are  fav'd,  and  live: — Let  fongs  arife, 
!    And  Zion  blefs  the  God  that  built  the  fkies. 

FSALM  116,  Firft part.  Common  Metre* 

Recovery  from  ficbiefs. 

1  T  LOVE  the  Lord:  he  heard  my  cries, 

A  .And  pity'd  every  groan, 
I   Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rife, 
I'll  hailen  to  his  throne, 

I  I  love  the  Lord:  he  bow'd  his  ear* 

And  chas'd  my  griefs  away: 

O  let  my  heart  no  more  defpair, 

Whea  I  hayo  breathio  -pray , 


P    A    S    L    M      CXVI.  239 

My  flefh  dcclin'd,  my  fpirits  fell, 

And  1  drew  near  the  dead, 
While  inward  pangs  and  fears  of  hell 

Perplex'd  my  wakeful  head. 

"  My  God,  (I  cry'd)  thy  fervant  fave, 

"  Thou  ever  good  andjuft; 
"  Thy  power  can  refcue  from  the  grave, 

"  1  hy  power  is  all  my  truft." 

The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  diftreft, 

He  bad  my  pains  remove: 
Return,  my  foul,  to  God  thy  reft, 

For  thou  hall  known  his  love. 

My  God  hath  fav'dmy  foul  from  death, 

And  dry'd  my  falling  tears: 
K»w  to  his  praife  I'll  fpend  my  breath, 

/•nd  my  remaining  years. 


PSALM    116.     ver.  12,  Gfo 
Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

^anks  for  private  deliverance. 

"IXTHATIiall  I  render  to  my  God 

For  ah  bis  kindnefs  mown  ? 
My  feet  mall  vifit  thine  abode, 
My  fongs  addrefs  thy  throne. 

Among  the  faVns  that  fill  thine  houfe 

My  offerings  (hall  be  paid; 
There  mall  my  seal  perform  the  vows 

My  foul  in  anguifh  made. 

How  much  is  m«rcy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever-blefled  God! 
Sow  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  fight! 

How  precious  is  their  blood i 


240  P    3     A     L    M       CXVI. 

4  How  happy  ail  thy  fervants  are! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me! 
My  life,  which  thou  haft  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Nor  mall  my  purpofe  move; 
Thy  hand  has  joos'd  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record; 
Witneis,  ye  faints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If]  forfake  the  Lord. 

PSALM    117.     Common  Metre, 
Praife  to  God  from  aU  nations* 

1  /~\  ALL  ye  nations,  praife  the  Lord, 
V-/  Each  with  a  diiT'rent  tongue; 
In  er'ry  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  fung. 

%  His  mercy  reigns  through  ev'ry  land; 
Proclaim  his  grace  abroad: 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  (hall  Hand — 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  God. 

A  L  M  117.      Long  Metre. 

1  t;'1 

JL    Let  the  Cr'catoi 

Lei  the  Redeemes's  nam    be  fuu/ 

Through 

»  Eternal  are  thy  mercies, 
Eternal  truth  attends  th 
Thv  Pr*> ' 
'Till  fur.. 


PSALM    CXVII— CXVIII.         ?4f 


P  S  A  L  M  H7.    Short  Metre. 

i  HPHY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

X    Shall  found  through  diftant  lands: 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  fure  thy  word; 
Thy  truth  Tor  ever  Hands. 

%  Far  be  thine  honor  fpread, 
And  long  thy  praiie  endure, 
'Tiil  morning  light  and  ev'ning  fhade 
^        Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

PSALM    i:8.       vt%  6—15 

I 

Firlt  part.       Common  Metre. 

Deliver am§  from  a  tumult, 

1  rT",HE  Lord  appears  my  helper  no \v, 
JL     Nor  is  my  faith  afraid, 
What  all  the  fons  of  earth  can  do, 
Since  heav'n  affords  its  aid. 

a  'Tis  fafer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee, 
And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  trull  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  dependT 

3  'Tis  through  the  Lord  my  hear:  is  flrong 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice; 
While  his  falvation  is  my  fong, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice ! 

4  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round; 

When  God  appears  they  fly; 
So  burning  thorns,  with  crackling  found, 
Make  a  fierce  blaze  and  die. 
0 


242i  PSALM      CXVIII. 

5  Joy  to  the  faints  and  peace  belongs: 
The  Lord  protects  dieir  days: 
Let  Ifrael  tune  immortal  fongs 
To  his  almighty  grace. 

P    S    A   L    M    1 1 8.      ver.  17 — 21. 
Second  part.  Common  Metre. 

Public  praife  for  deliverance  from  death* 

I  T    ORD,  thou  haft  heard  thy  fervant  cry, 
JLi  And  refca'd  from  the  grave; 
Now  (hall  he  live:  (and  none  can  die, 
If  God  refolve  to  lave. ) 

%  Thy  praife,  more  conftant  than  before, 
Shall  fill  his  daily  breath; 
Thy  hand,  that  hath  chaftis'd  him  fore. 
Defends  him  ftill  from  death. 

3  Open  the  sate  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  mall  worihip  there, 
The  houfe  where  all  the  righteous  go, 
Thy  mei.cy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th'  aflemblies -of  thy  faints 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raife; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 
And  there  we  fpeak  thy  praife. 

P    S    A   L    M    1 1 8.      ver.  22,  25, 

Third  p3rt.  Common  Metre. 

Chrijl  the  foundation  of  tks  church. 

EM  OLD  the  fure  foundation  ftone 
Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  upon, 
And  Jiis  eternal  praife. 


B 


PSALM      CXVIII.  *43 

%  Chofen  of  God,  to  Tinners  dear, 
And  faints  adore  the  name, 
They  trull  their  whole  faJvation  here, 
Nor  mall  they  fufFer  lliame. 

3  The  foolifh  builders,  fcribe  and  priefc, 
•Reject  it  with  difdain ; 
rirm  on  this  rock  the  church  {hall  reft, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

3  What  tho'  the  gates  of  hell  withiloodj 
Yet  muft  this  building  rife: 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  eyes. 


P  S  A  I   M  1 18.    ver.  24,  25,  26. 

Fourth  part.  Common  Metre. 
Hofa'iina;  the  Lord's  day;  or,  ChriJVs  refurrecliot?$. 


and  our Jahation. 

1  'T'HIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own; 

Let  heav'n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 

And  praife  furround  the  throne, 

2  To-day  he  rofe  and  left  the  dead; 

And  Satan's  empire  fell — 
To-day  the  faints  his  triumph  fpread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hof^r, na  to  th'  anointed  king, 

To  David's  holy  Son: 
Help  us,  O  Lord;  defcend  and  bring 
'    Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blefs'd  is  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

ith  meiTa^es  of  grace; 
Who  enrues  in  God  his  Father's  name. 
To  &ve  our  ilnful  race. 


244  PSALM     CXVIIL 

5  Hofanna,  in  the  higheft  (trains, 
The  church  on  earth  can  raiie; 
The  higheil  heav'ns,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praife* 


i>    S    A    L    M    if 3.      ver.  ii— 17. 
Short  Metre. 

An  h&funnafor  the  Lord's  day:  or,  A  new% 

of  falvation  by  Chriji. 

1  GEE  what  a  living  iloue 
O  The  builders  did  refuie; 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  ther»o» 
In  ipite  of  envious  Jews. 

1  The  (bribe  and  angry  prieft 
Reject  thine  only  Son: 
Yet  on  the  rock  (hall  Zion  reft, 
As  the  chief  corner  ftone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 

eye*: 

Th3 

4  This  is  d  day 

That  0111    .  Ic; 

Let  us  rejoice,  and  ling,  and  pray, 
La  all  the  church  be  glad. 

[ofanna  to  the  king 
Of  David's  1  oval  blood: 

faiuis,  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God.  \ 

ae  only  word,  n 

Whii  •  difplays) 

thine  altar,  Lord, 
of  praife. 


P    S    A    L    M      CXVIIL  241 

P    S    A    L    JIT    nS.      rcr.  n—ij. 

Long  Metre. 

An'bofan  Lord's  day;  or,  Anewfotig 

offafaation  by  Cbrijh 

I  T  O,  what  a  glorious  Corner  (lone 
"^  The  jewith  builders  did  refafe! 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  fpire  of  envy,#andthe  Jews, 

4  Great  God  the  work  is  all  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eye*  5 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  day  that  faw  our  Saviour  rife. 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  faints  be  glad; 

Hofanna,  let  his  name  be  blefs'd; 
A  thoufand  honors  on  his  head, 

With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory  reft! 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 

Salvation  to  our  dyin£  race; 
Let  the  whole  church  addrefs  their  King 
With  hearts  of  joy,  and  fongs  of  praife. 

NOTE. 

I  have  collected  s^d  difpofed  of  the  moft  ufeful 
verfes  of  the  cxixth  Pialm  under  eighteen  different 
heads,  and  formed  a  divine  (or.^  upon  each  of  them. 
But  the  verfes  aremuch  m.nfpofed,  to  attain  fome 
degree  of  connection. 

In  fome  place:- ,  among  the  words  la*iUt  so?nmandsf 
metiUi  teftimomesil  have  vS&6gqfpeli'W9rditruth9 
grace,  promifesj  &c.  as  more  agreeable  to  the  \rc\V 
Tefhtmect,  and  the  common  language  oFChriflians* 
and  it  equally  anfwerfl  the  dehgn  of  the  Pfalmift, 
which  was  to  recommend  the  Holy  Scripture. 
O  % 


H*  PSALM      CXIX. 

F  S  A  L  M  119.     Firft  part.  Common  Metro, 
Tbeblejfednefs  of  faints,  andmifery  offnners, 
Ver.  f,  2,  3. 
I  "DLESS'D  are  the  undefiPd  in  heart, 
-*3  Whofe  ways  are  right  and  clean 5 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
Bdt  fly  from  ev'ry  fin. 
a  Blefs'd  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 
•And  practife  thy  commands; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  feek  the  Lord, 
And  ferve  thee  with  their  hands. 
Ver.  165. 
j  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  lawj 
How  firm  their  fouls  abide! 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  fleadv  feet  afide. 
Ver.  6. 

4  Then  mall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 

And  keep  my  face  from  fhame, 
When  all  thy  features  I  obey, 
And  honor  all  thy  name. 
Ver.  21,  118. 

5  But  haughty  finners  God  will  hate, 

The  proud  fhail  die  accursed; 
Thefons  of  falfthood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  duft. 
Ver.  119,  if£. 

6  Vile  as  the  drofs  the  wicked  are: 

And  thofe  that  leave  thy  ways 
£haii  feefalvation  from  afar, 
JBut  never  tafte  thy  grace. 

PSALM  119.     vSrcondpart. 

^acred  de-joti&jt  andfpiritual-mindednefs;  or,  Con* 

Jlant  converfs  with  God. 

Ver.  147,  0, 

%  no  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 

My  gracious  God,  I  prayjj 


PSALM     CXIX.  247 

I  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day, 

Ver.  81. 
fc  My  fpirit  faints  to  fee  thy  grace, 
Thy  promife  bears  me  up; 
And  while  iaivation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  fupports  my  hope. 

Ver.  164. 

3  Sev'n  times  a  day  1  lift  my  hands, 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee; 
'  Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praife  from  me. 

Ver.  62 

4  When  midnight  daiknefs  veils  the  fides, 

1  cali  thy  works  to  mind ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rife, 
And  fweet  acceptance  find. 

FSALM  119.    Third  part, 

Trofsjfions  cfjt/jcerity,  repentance,  and  oledienes* 

Ver.  57,  60. 
j  *T*HOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God; 
Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  hafte  t'  obey  thy  word9 
And  fuffers  no  delay. 

Ver.  13,  14. 

$  I  chufe  the  path  of  heav'nly  truth, 
And  glory  in  my  choice: 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  fo  rejoice. 

3  The  teibmonies  of  thy  grace, 
I  fet  before  my  eyes ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  flrength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 


243  PSALM      CXIX. 

Ver.  59. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways* 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  truft  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
Ver.  94,  1 1 2. 

5  Nov/  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

O  fave  thy  fervant,  I-ord, 
Thou  art  my  fhield,  my  hiding  place; 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 
Ver.  112. 

6  Tbeu  haft  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mine 

Thy  ftatutes  to  fulfil; 
And  thus,  till  mortal  life  (hall  end, 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 

PSALM    1 19.      Fourth  part. 

Itijiruclions  from  Scripture. 

Ver.  9. 
1  TJOW  mail  the  voung  fecme  their  hearts, 
-O.  And  guard  their  lives  from  fin? 
Thy  word  the  choiceft  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conference  clean. 
Ver.  1  30. 
a  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 
It  fpreads  fuch  light  abroad, 
The  meanefl  fouls  inftruction  find, 
And  raife  their  thoughts  to  God. 
Ver.  105. 

3  'Tis  like  the  fun,  ti  hcav'nly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day; 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 
Ver.  99,  100. 

4  The  men  that  keep  thy  law  with  care. 

And  medit  tte  *'•  ■"  word, 
Grow  wiier  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 


PSALM     CXIX.  241 

Ver.  104,  1 13. 
5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wife; 
I  hate  thefinntr's  road: 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rife. 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 
Ver.  89,  9c   91, 
[6  The  ftarry  heav'ns  thy  rule  obey, 
The  earth  maintains  her  place; 
And  thefe  thy  fervants,  night  and  day* 
TJby  Ikill  and  pow'r  expre£s. 

7  But  ft  ill  thy  law  and  gofpel,  Lord, 
Hare  lefTons  more  divinet 
Not  earth  Hands  firmer  than  thy  word., 
Nor  liars  fo  nobly  mine.] 

Ver.  190,  i4c:9,  1 19. 
5  Thy  word  is  everlafling  truth, 
How  pure  is  ev'rv  page! 
That  holy  book  (hall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  fupport  our  age. 

P  S  A  L  M  j  1 9,     Fifth  part. 

D slight  in  fcriptitrs  ;  or,  Thgwordof 'God 'duelling 
in  us. 
Ver.  97. 
1  f\  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law; 
V/  'Tis  daily  our  delight: 
And# thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 
Ver.  148. 
a  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 
To  meditate  thy  word : 
My  ibul  with  longing  rae&s  away 
To  hcur  thy  goipel.  Lord. 
Ver.  $,  13   5*4, 
3  Thy  heav'nly  words  my  heart  erigi 
And  well  crap' 
And  in  my  tireibrivj  pilgrimaj 
Yield  me  aheav'nlyiong.  v 


2jO  PSALM      CXIX, 

Ver.  ig,  leg.. 

4  Am  t  a  ftranger,  or  at  home, 

'f  is  my  perpetual  feaft; 
Not  honey  dropping  fiom  the  comb 
So  much  allures  the  tafte. 
Ver.  72,  127. 

5  No  treafures  fo  enrich  the  mind; 

Nor  mall  thy  word  be  fold 
For  loads  of  (ilver  well  refin'd, 
Nor  he?ps  ofchoiceft  gold. 
Ver.  28,  49,  175. 

6  When  nature  finks,  and  fpirits  droop* 

Thv  promifes  of  grace 
Are  pillars  tofupport  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  prarfe. 

P    S    A    L     M    irg.      Sixth  part, 

HoUnefs  and  comfort  from  the  word. 

Ver.  128. 
jT    ORD,  I  eiteesn  thy  judgments  right  j 
JLi  And  all  thy  ilatutes  juft; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  conftant  fight 
Withev'ry  flatt'ring  luft. 
Ver.  97,  9. 
%  Thy  precepts  often  I  furvey ; 
I  keep  thy  law  in  fight, 
Through  all  the  bus'nefs  of  the  day, 
To  foim  my  actions  right. 
Ver.  62. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  filence  cries, 

"  How  fweet  thy  comforts  be!" 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rife, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 
Ver.  161. 

4  And  when  my  fpirit  drinks  her  fill 

At  ferae  good  word  of  thine, 
Not  mighty  men  that  mare  the  fpoil. 
Have  joys  compar'd  to  mine, 


P    S    A    L    M      CXIX.  t$i 

P  S  A  L  M   i\q.     Seventh  part. 

tmperfeftion  of  nature,  and  perfection  offcripture* 

Ver.  96.    Paraphrafed. 
[  T  ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
"^  To  form  one  perfect  book, 
Great  God.  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look! 

\  Not  the  raoft  perfecl  rules  they  gave 
Could  fhew  one  fin  forgiv'n, 
Nor  lead  a  ftep  beyond  the  grave* 
But  thine  conduct  to  heav'n. 
5  I've  feen  an  end  to  what  we  call 
Perfection  here  below; 
How  fhoft  the  pow'rs  of  nature  fall > 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

\  Yet  men  would  fain  be  juft  with  God, 
By  works  their  hands  have  wrought  J 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  evVy  tkought. 
;  In  vain  we  boaft  perfection  here, 
While  (in  defiles  our  frame. 
And  finks  our  virtues  down  fo  far, 
They  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 

>  Our  faith  aod  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 
Fall  far  below  thy  word ; 
.But  perfecl  truth  aDd  righteoufnefs 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

P    S    A    L    M    119.    Eighth  part. 
The  excellency  and  variety  of  fcripture. 
Ver.  in.     Paraphrafed. 
T   ORD,  1  have  made  thy  word  my  choice^ 
JL^  My  lading  heritage; 
There  mall  my  nobleit  pow'rs  rejoice, 
My  warmeu  thoughts  engage* 


*;a  P    S    A    L    M      CXIX. 

4,  I'll  read  the  hiil'ries  of  thy  love, 
And  keep  thy  laws  in  light, 
While  through  the  promifes  I  rove, 
With  ever-frefh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  fpring*  of  life  arife, 
Seeds  of  immortal  blifs  arefown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  beft  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  forrows  bleiVd; 
Our  faireit  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  oureternal  refc. 


PSALM   119.     Ninth  part. 

I}ejirs  cf  knowledge. 

Ver.  64,  63,  18. 
r"pHY  mercies  (ill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 
-*■    How  good  thy  works  appear  I 
Open  my  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  fee  \  it$  there. 

Ver.  73,  iZ  J. 

JhionM  by  thy  hand, 
m r vice  is  ttiydilfr 
O !  make  thy  iervam  undentand 
The  duties  I  maft -do. 
Ver.  19. 
$ince  I'm-i  grange*  here  below, 
Thy-pa&'j  O!  do  not  hid 

1  road  my  feet  moaki  £•» 
An  • r  aP*dc. 

. 

ways, 

Thou  beaijd'ft  ■ 
Grant  mc  tfc  iUCC> 

QriftjL 


PSALM      CXIX.  7$$ 

Ver.  33,  34. 

5  If  God  to  rue  his  itatutes  (hew, 

And  heav'nly  truth  impart, 
His  work  for  ever  I'll  purfue, 
His  law  fhall  rule  my  heart. 
Ver.  50,  71. 

6  This  was  my  comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  grief; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  more* 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 
Ver.  51. 
£7  In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now; 
I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law, 
Nor  let  the  bleffed  gofpel  go, 
Whence  all  my  hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  27,  171. 
S  When  1  have  learn'd  my  Father's  will, 
I'll  teach  the  world  his  ways; 
My  thankful  lips  infpir'd  with  zeal, 
Shall  fing  aloud  his  praife.] 

PSALM    119.     Tenth  part. 

Pleading  the  promises. 
Ver.  38,  49. 
1  T>EHOLD  thy  waiting  fervant,  Lord, 
X)  Devoted  to  thy  fear; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 
Ver.  41,  $;8,  107. 
3  Hall:  thou  not  lent  falvation  down, 
And  promis'd  qiv'ck'ning  grace? 
Doth  not  my  heart  addrefs  thy  tin-one? 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 
Ver.  j  23,  4 ». 
.   Mine  eves  for  thy  fajvariorj  fail; 
O  bear  thy  fervant  up; 
Nor  let  the  fcoffing  lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  my  hope. 
P 


•  54  PSALM      CXIX, 

Vcr.49.74. 
4  Didil  thou  not  raile  my  faith,  O  Lord? 
Then  let  thy  truth  appear: 
Saints  (hall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  trufl  as  well  as  fear. 

P  S  A  L  M  119.    Eleventh  part. 

Breathing  after  holinefs, 
Ver.  5,  33. 
1  r\  THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 
^  To  keep  his  ftatutes  ftill.' 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will! 
Ver.  29. 
%  O  fend  thy  fpirit  down  to  write 
Thy  law' upon  my  heart! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit* 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 
Ver.  37,  36. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  deiign, 
Nor  covetous  de fires,  arifa 
Within  this  foul  of  mine. 
Ver.  133. 

4  Order  my  footfteps  by  thy  word? 

And  make  my  hsart  fineere! 
Let  fin  have  no  dominion,  Lord* 
But  keep  mv  confcience  cleaiv 
Ver.  176 
g  My  foul  hath  gene  too  far  aftray, 
too  often  flip; 
Yet  fince  I  keep  in  mind  thy  way, 
Rsftore  thy  wand'ring  fheep. 
Ver.  3  c. 
Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 

'Tia  a  delightful  road ; 
Nor  let  my  head,. or  heart,  or  handa-j 
Oflfead  againit  my  God. 


PSALM       CXIX. 

P    S    A    L    M     i)  9.     Twelfth  part. 

Breathing  after  comfort  and  deliverance* 
Ver.^53. 

MY  God,  confider  my  diftrefs, 
Let  mercy  plead  my  cauie; 
Though  I  have  finn'd  againft  thy  grace, 
Ijie'er  forget  thy  laws. 
Ver.  39,  1 16. 
Forbid,  forbid  the  fharp  reproach, 

Which  I  fo jnitiy  fear; 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes, 
Nor  iet  my  fliame  appear* 
Ver.  122,  155:. 
Be  thou  a  furety,  Loid,  for  me, 

Nor  iet  the  prowcl  opprefs; 
But  make  thy  wailing  iervant  fee 
The  minings  of  thy  face. 
Ver.  8r. 
VIv  eyes  with  expectation  fail, 

Mv  heart  within  me  cries, 
1  When  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
"  And  bid  my  comforts  rife? ' 
Ver.  132. 
,00k  down  upon  my  forrows,  Lord, 

And  (how  thy  grace  the  fame, 
'hy  tender  mercies  ftill  afford. 
To  thole  that  love  thy  name. 

3    S    A    L     M     119.      Thirteenth  part. 

Holy  J ear,  and  tender nefs  of  confcie?ics. 

Ver.  10. 

IflTH  my  whole  heart  I've  fought  thy  face, 

O  let  me  never  fti  ay 
■om  thy  commands,  O  God  of  giace, 
Nor  tread  the  tinner's  way. 


25S 


256  PSALM     CXIX. 

Ver.  ii. 

a  Thy  word  I've  plac'd  within  my  heart, 
To  keep  my  conference  clean, 
And  be  an  everlafting  guard 
For  cv'ry  rifing  fin. 

Vrr.65.53,  icS. 

3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  faints, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord; 
My  forrows  rife,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  tranfgrefs  thy  word. 
Ver.  161.  163. 

4  While  finners  do  thy  gofpel  wrong, 

My  fpirit  flauds  in  awe; 
My  foul  abhors  a  lying  to; 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 
Ver.  161,  i  20. 

5  My  heart  with  facred  rev'rence  hears 

The  threat'nings  of  thy  word  ; 
My  fkfh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 
Ver.  1 66,  174. 
C  My  God,  1  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 
For  thy  falvation  fti'I ; 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 

PSALM     119.      Fourteenth  part. 
Benefit  of  afflictions,  andfupport  under  them. 
Ver.  153,  Si,  82. 
1  J^ONSIDER  all  my  forrnws,  Lord, 
K^*  And  thy  deliv'rance  fend; 
My  foul  for  rhv  falvation  fail 
When  will  my  troubles  end? 
Ver.  j  I. 
Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 
^  'ro  b^ar  mv  Father's  rod; 

Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 


PSALM      CX1X.  157 

Ver.  50. 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy, 

When  new  diirrefs  begins, 
I  read  thy  woid,  1  run  ti.y  way, 
And  hate  my  fanner  fins. 
Ver.  92. 

4  lb  d  not  thv  word  been  my  delight 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
My  foul  oppreis  d  with  iorrows  weight, 
Had  funic  .id. 

Ver.  75. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments.  Lord,  are  right> 

Though  they  may  fe em  fevere; 
The  fharpeft  fufPrings  I  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 
Ver.  67. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chafPning  rod 

My  feet  were  apt  to  (tray; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

PSALM     119.     Fifteenth  part 
Holy  resolutions. 
Ver.  93. 


r\  THAT  thy  ftatutea  ev'ry  hour 
^  ?vlight  dwelikupon  my  mind! 
TKence  I  derive™  quick'ning  pow'r9 

And  daily  peace  i  find. 
Ver.  15,  16. 
To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  fweet  employ; 
My  foul  (hall  ne  er  forget  thy  word} 

Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 
Ver.  32. 
How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 

If  thou  my  heart  difcharge 
From  (in  and  Satan's  hateful  chains* 

And  fet  my  feet  at  large. 


2jS  PSALM      CX^X. 

Ver.  13,  46. 

4  My  lips  with  courage  iliall  declare 

Thy  ftatutes  and  thy  name; 
I'll  fpeak  thy  word  though  k;ngs  mould  hear, 
Nor  yield  to  finful  fhame, 
Ver.  61,  69,  70. 

5  Let  hands  of  perfecutors  rife 

To  rob  me  of  my  right, 
Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies, 
Thy  Jaw  is  my  delight. 
Ver.  1 1 5. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race, 

Whofe  hands  and  hearts  are  ill: 
I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 
And  mull  obey  his  will. 

JP    S    A    L    M    1 19.     Sixteenth  part, 

A  prayer  for  quickening  grace* 
Ver.  3'$,  37. 
i  "]\  yj"Y  fou<  lies  cleaving  to  the  duft; 
IVx   Lord,  give  rne  life  divine; 
From  vain  defires,  and  ev'ryl uft, 
Turn  ofFthefe  eyes  of  mine. 
%  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 
To  fpeed  me  in  thy  way, 
Left  1  ihould  loiter  in  my  race. 
Or  turn  my  feet  aftray. 
Ver.  107. 

3  When  fore  afflictions  prefs  me  dow», 

I  need  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs; 
Thy  word,  thr.t  I  have  refted  on, 
Shall  help  my  heavieft  hours. 
Ver   156,  40. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  fov'reign  flill, 

And  thou  a  faithful  God? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zea) 
To  run  the  heav'ply  road? 


PSALM      CXIX.  15} 

Ver.  159,  40. 
j  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 
And  long  to  fee  thy  face? 
And  yet  how  flow  my  fpirits  move 
Without  enliv'ning  grace! 
Ver.  95. 
6  Then  (hall  I  love  thy  gcfpel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  1  forget  its  quick'ning  pow'r 
To  diaw  me  near  the  Lord. 

PSALM  119.    Seventeenth  part.   Long  Metre, 
Grace  fining  in  difficulties  and  trials. 
Ver.  143,  28. 
1  "\Y7HEN  pain  and  anguifli  feize  me,  Lord, 
VV     Al!  my  fupport  is  from  thy  word: 
My  foul  diiibives  for  heavinefs; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  ilrength'ning  grace. 
Ver.  51,  69,  no. 
a  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  feoffs  and  lies, 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
They  tempt  my  foul  to  fhares  and  hnj 
Yet  tky  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.  161,78. 
5  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  caufe. 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  laws ; 
But  I  will  truft  and  fear  thy  name, 
Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  mame. 

PSALM    119.    Lad  part. 
Sanctified 'afflictions  ;  or,  Delight  in  the  word  of  G  a  £ 

Ver  67,  co. 
1  "FATHER,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand; 
X?    How  kind  was  thy  chaftifing  rod, 
That  fore'd  my  conscience  to  a  irand, 
And  brought  my  wand' ring  foul  to  God! 


jfio  PSALM      CXX. 

%  Foolim  and  vain,  I  went  aftray, 

Ere  1  had  frit  thv  fcourges,  Lord, 
I  left  my  guide,  and  loft  my  way: 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 
Ver.  71. 

3  *Ti3  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 

For  pride  is  apt  to  rife  and  iwell; 
'Tis  good  to  hear  rnv  Father's  ftroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  flatutes  welL 

Ver.  72. 

4  The  law  that  ifTbes  from  thy  mouth 

Shall  raife  my  cheerful  pailions  more 
Than  all  the  treafures  of  the  fouth, 
Or  richeft  hills  of  golden  ore. 
Ver,  7 j 

5  Thy  hnnds  have  made  mv  mortal  frame, 

Thyfpirit  form'd  my  foul  wir'"in: 
Teach  me  to  know  thv  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  me  fafe  from  death  and  fin- 
Ver.  74. 

6  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord 

Atmv  faVation  (hall  rejoice; 
For  1  have  trufted  in  thy  word, 

And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 

PSALM  T20.     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  of  quarrel fome  neighbors;  or,  A  devoid 
ivifh  for  peace. 

1  HTHOU-  God  of  love,  thou  ever-bleft, 

i-     Pity  my  fufPring  ftate; 
When  wilt  thou  kt  my  foul  at  reft, 
From  lips  that  love  deceit? 

2  Hard  lot  of  mine!  My  days  are  cad 

mg  the  fons  of  ftrife. 
Whofe  never-ccafing  quarrels  wafle 
My  golden  houi;s  of  life. 


PSALM      CXX!.  261 

3  Oh  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 

How  would  I  choofe  to  dwell 

In  fbme  wide  loneibme  wildernefs, 

And  leave  thefe  gates  of  hell? 

4  Peace  is  the  blelling  that  I  feek, 

How  lovely  are  its  charms! 
lam  for  peace;  but  when  I  fpeak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

5  New  paflions  flill  their  fouls  engage. 

And  keep  their  malice  ftrong: 
What  (hall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
Othou  devouring  tongue! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  fmite  thee  through 

Strict  juftice  would  approve; 

But  1  would  rather  fpare  my  foe, 

And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

PSALM  i2i.    Long  Metre; 

Dlvhe  protection* 


UP  to  th$  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
Th'  eternal  hills  \ 


beyond  the  fldes  5 
Thence  all  her  help  my  foul  derives; 
There  my  almighty  refuge  lives. 
%  He  lives;  the  everlafting  God, 
That  built  the  world,  that  fpread  the  floodj 
The  heav'ns,  with  all  their  hoft,  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feetf  he  guards  our  way; 
His  morning  fmiies  adorn  the  day: 

He  fpreads  the  ev'ning  veil,  and  keepg 
The  Cleat  hours  whiielfrael  fieeps. 

4  Ifrael,  a  name  divinely  bleft, 
May  rife  fecure,  fccurely  reft; 
Thy  holy  guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  ".Q  iir.n.ber,  ror  furprife, 

P* 


*«i         psalm    cxxn 

5  No  fun  fnall  finite  thy  head  by  day, 
Nor  the  pale  moon  with  fickly  ray 
Shall  bla.it  thy  couch;  no  baleful  flar 
Darts  his  malignant  fire  fo  far. 

6  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Still  thou  malt  go,  and  itiil  return; 
Safe  in  the  Lord!  his  heavenly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  erery  fnare. 

j?  On  thee  foul  fpirits  have  no  power; 
And  in  thy  laft  departing  hour, 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

PSALM   121     Common  Metre. 

Prefervation  by  day  and  night. 

I  npO  heav'n  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes, 
There  all  my  hopes  are  laid: 
The  Lord  that  built  the  earth  and  flues 
Js  my  perpetual  aid. 

a  Their  ftedfaft  feet  mall  never  fall, 
Whom  he  defigns  to  keep; 
Kis  ear  attends  the  fofteft  call; 
His  eyes  can  never  fleep. 

3  He  will  fuftain  our  weakefl  powers 

With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  molt  unguarded  hours 
Againil  iurprifing  harm. 

4  Ifrael  rejoice,  and  reft  fecure, 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord: 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

5  No  fcorching  fun,  nor  fickly  moon 

Shall  have  its  leave  to  fmite: 
He  fliields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  blafting  damps  at  night. 


PSALM      CXXI.  263 

He  guards  thy  foul;  he  keeps  thy  breath, 

Where  thickeft  dangers  come; 
Go  and  return,  fecure  from  death, 

Till  God  commands  thee  home. 


P  S  A  L  M  121.     As  the  148th  Pialnu 

God  our  preferver, 

I  T  TFWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
\J    I'rom  God  is  all  my  rid; 
The  God  that  built  the  ikies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made; 

God  is  the  tower 
To  which  1  iiy: 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  every  hour. 

i,  My  feet  mall  never  Hide. 

And  fall  in  fatal  ihares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 

Thofe  wakeful  eyes, 
That  never  lleep, 
Shall  Ifracl  keep, 
When  dangers  rife. 

5  No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  biaiis  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there: 

Thou  art  my  fun, 
And  thou  rny  (hade, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Hail  thou  not  given  thy  word 

To  lave  my  foul  from  death? 
And  I  can  trull  my  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  breath; 


*64  P    S    A    L    M      CXXIl. 

I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  Irgh 

Thou  call  me  home. 


P  S  A  L  M  122.    Common  Metre* 

Going  to  church, 

I  TTOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
JTX   My  friends  devoutly  fay, 
"  Jn  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
**  And  keep  the  lblemn  day.'* 

%  I  love  the  gates,  I  love  the  road; 
The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace* 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  Ihew  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  :.ts  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praifes  and  complaints; 

And,  while  his  awful  vol 
Divides  the  finners  from  tHe  faints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  place, 

And  jov  a  conftant  gueft! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heav'nly  grace 
Be  !;cr  attendants  bleil! 

6  My  Refh  Pnall  pray  for  Zion  frill, 

.  or  breath  remains; 
■e  my  beit  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
ihere God  my  Siviour  reigns. 


PSALM      CXXIL  26$ 

PSALM   iaz.      Proper  tuns. 

Going  to  church. 

1  "LJOW  pleas'd  and  blefs'd  was  I, 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 
•*  Come,  let  us  leek  cur  God  to-day! 
Yes — with  a  cheat ful  zeal 
We  hafte  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  lienors  pay. 

%  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 

Adorn'd  with  wond  icus  grace, 
And  walls  of  ftrength  embrace  thee  rounds 

In  thee  our  tribes  appear 

To  pray,  and  praiie,  and  hear 
The  facred  golpePs  joyful  found. 

3  There  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne, 

He  fits  for  grace  and  judgment  there ; 

He  bids  the  faints  be  glad, 

He  makes  the  finner  fad, 
-A  ad  humble  fouls  rejoice  with  fear, 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait 

Toblefs  the  foul  of  every  gueit; 

The  man  that  feeks  thy  peace* 

And  wifhes  thine  increaftr, 
A  thcufand  blefTings  en  him  reft. 

5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
"  Peace  to  this  facred  hcuie! 

"  For  here  my  friends  and  kicdrcd  dwells 

44  And  fince  my  glorious  God 

"  Makes  thee  his  blefl' abode, 
"My  foul  fliall  ever  love  thee  weH." 

Repeat  the  ^tbjlanz::  U  complete  the  tut:s. 


i66        PSALM    CXXIII— CXXIV. 

P  S  A  L  M  123.     Common  Metre. 

Pleading-  with  fubmijjion. 

I  /~\  THOUwhofe  grace  and  juftice  reign, 
V_y  Enthron'd  above  the  (Ivies, 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 

a  As  fervants  watch  their  mailer's  hand, 
And  fear  the  angry  ftroke; 
Or  maids  before  their  miilrefs  ftand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look. 

$  So  for  our  fins,  we  juftly  feel 
Thy  difcipline,  O  God; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  flill, 
Till  thou  remove  the  rod. 

4  Thole  that  in  wealth  and  pleafure  lire, 
Our  daily  groans  deride, 
And  thy  delays  of  meicy  give 
Freih  courage  to  their  pride. 

^  Our  foes  infult  us,  but  our  hope 
In  thy  compallion  lies; 
This  thought  (ball  bear  cur  fpirits  up, 
That  God  will  not  dei'pife. 

P  S  A  L  M  it4.     Common  Metre, 

God  gives  vl cloy j. 


HAD  not  the  God  of  truth  :&d  \%Mk 
When  hoils  againft  us  I'ofeJMl 
Diiplay'dhis  vengeance  frorr 
/indcrufh  d  the  conquering  1 

\  Their  armies,  like  a  raging  flood, 
Hadfwept  the  guardlds  land, 
Deilroy'd  on  earth  his  blefs'd  abode, 
-And  'whelm'd  our  fsehle  band. 


# 


PSALM      CXXV.  267 

5  But  fafe  beneath  his  fpreading  fhield 
His  ions  fecurely  reft, 
JDefy  the  dangers  of  the  field, 
And  bare  the  fearJefs  breait. 

4  And  now  our  fouls  mall  blefs  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  deadly  fnare; 
Who  fav'd  us  from  the  murdering  fword. 
And  made  our  lives  his  care. 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  heav'ns  above; 
He  that  fupports  their  wond'rous  frame, 
Can  guard  his  church  by  love. 


PSALM  125.      Common  Metre. 
The  faint's  trial  and fafety. 

1  T  TNStfAKEN  as  the  facred  hill, 
vJ    And  firm  as  mountains  itand, 
Firm,  as  a  rock,  the  foul  l'hall  reit, 
That  truits  th'  Almighty  hand. 

a  Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  fo  well 
Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 
As  thofe  eternal  arms  of  love, 
That  ev'ry  ikint  furround. 

I  While  tyrants  are  a  fmarting  fcourge, 
To  drive  them  near  to  God, 
Divine  compaflion  will  aiiuage 
The  fury  of  the  rod. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  fouls  fincere, 

And  lead  them  fafely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradife, 
Where  Chrift,  their  Lord,  is  gone. 

5  But  if  we  trace  thofe  crooked  ways 

Tnat  the  old  ferpem  drew, 
The  wrath  that  drove  him  firft  to  hell 
fchall  finite-  his  fbli'wers  too* 


m  PSALM    CXXV-CXXVL 

PSALM  125.      Short  Metre. 

The  fain?  s  trial  and fafety;  or,  Moderated  ajjliciiom* 

1  TflRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 
A    That  reft  their  fouls  oa  God: 
Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  wheie  the  ark  abode. 

a  As  mountains  ftood  to  guard 
The  city's  facred  ground, 
So  God  and  his  almighty  love 
Embrace  his  faints  around. 

3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 

Drop  a  chaftiiing  flroke, 
Yet,  left  it  wound  their  fouls  too  deep. 
Its  fury  (hall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently.  Lord,  with  thcfe 

Whofe  faith  and  pious  fear, 
Whofi  hope  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 
Proclaim  their  hearts  (incere. 

5  Nor  mail  the  tyrant's  rage 

Too  long  opprefs  the  faint; 
The  God  of  Ifrael  will  fupport 
His  children,  left  they  faint. 

6  But  if  our  flavim  fear 

Will  chufe  the  road  to  hell, 
We  muftexpecl  our  portion  there, 
Where  bolder  finners  dwell. 


PSALM  126.    Long  Metre. 
$urprifittg  deliverance, 

1  "\/l7"HEN  Goc*  re?or  ^ our  caPtive  &ate> 

VV     Joy  was  our  fong,  and  grace  our  theme. 
The  grace  beyond  our  hopes  fo  great, 
That  joy  appear'd  a  plealing  dream. 


PSALM     CXXVI.  269 

•3  The  fcoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwillin  g  honors  to  thy  name ; 
Wh:Ie  we  with  pleafure  fhout  thy  praife, 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  iove  proclaim* 

3  When  we  review  our  difmal  fears, 

'  Twas  hard  to  think  they'll  vanifh  fo; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  How. 

4  The  man  that  in  his  furrow'd  field, 

His  fcatter'd  feed  with  fadnefa  leaves, 
Will  lhout  to  fee  the  harveft  yield 
A  welcome  lead  of  joyful  meaves. 


PSALM  126.     Common  Metre. 

'The  joy  of  a  remarkable  converjion;  or,  Melancholy 
removed. 

1  1/T7"HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
vv    And  chang'd  my  mournful  itate, 
My  rapture  feem'd  a  pleafant  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  fo  great. 

%  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 
And  did  thy  hand  confefs; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  ftrains, 
And  lung  furprifing  grace. 

3  "  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbors  cryM, 

And  own M  the  pow'r  divine: 
"  Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  reply'd, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeft  fides, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night; 
Make  drops  of  (acred  forrow  rife 
Tc  rivers  of  delight. 


a7o  PSALM      CXXVII. 

5  Let  thofe  that  fow  in  fadnefs  wait 

'  Till  the  fair  harvell  come, 
They  fhall  confefs  their  {heaves  are  great, 
And  fhout  the  bleJlings  home. 

6  Though  feed  lie  bury'd  long  in  duft, 

It  fhVn't  deceive  their  hope! 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  loll, 
Tor  grace  infures  the  crop. 

PSALM  127.    Long  Metre. 

The  bkjjing  of  God  on  the  bujtnefs  and  comforts  of  lift  % 

I   IF  God  fucceed  not,  all  the  coft 

A  And  pains  to  build  the  houfe  are  lofl; 

If  God  the  city  will  not  keep 

The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  fleep. 

a  What  though  we  rife  before  the  fun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  done, 
Careful  and  fparing  eat  our  bread, 
And  lhun  that  poverty  we  dread. 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  :till  God  hath  blefs'd; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  reft; 
On  God  our  fov'reign,  ftill  depends 
Our  joy  in  children  and  in  friends. 

4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  fends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends: 
How  fweet  our  daily  comforts  prove 
When  they  are  feafon'd  with  his  love! 


PSALM  ij7.  Comr.:onMeue. 
God  all  in  all. 

IF  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny, 
The  builders  work  in  vain: 
And  towns,  without  his  wakeful  eye 
An  ufeleis  watch  maintain. 


PSALM      CXXVIII.  271 

a  Before  the  morning  beam?  arife, 
Your  painful  work  renew, 
And  till  the  liars  afcend  the  fides 
Your  tirefome  toil  purfue. 

3  Short  be  your  deep, -and  coarfe  your  fare; 

In  vain,  'till  Gcd  ha;;  blefs'd; 

Eur  if  his  fmiles  attend  your  care, 

You  will  have  food  and  reft. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,  nor  friends, 

Shall  real  bleffings  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  fends, 
Jf  lent  without  his  love. 


P  S  A  I  M    128.      Common  Metre, 
Family  hkjjings. 


I 


O  HAPPY  man,  whofe  foul  is  fill'd 
With  zeal  and  reverend  awe ! 
His  lips  to  God  their  honors  yield, 
His  life  adorns  the  law. 

3  A  cireful  providence  (hall  ftand 

And  ever  guard  thy  head, 
6mall  on  the  labors  of  thy  hand 
Its  kindly  blefhngs  fiied. 
1  Thy  wife  fliall  be  a  fruitful  vine; 
Thy  children,  round  thy  board, 
Each,  like  a  plant  of  honor,  (nine, 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  mail  thy  beft  hopes  fulfil, 

For  months  and  years  to  coma; 

The  Lord  who  dwells  in  Zion  s  hill 

Shall  fend  thee  blefiings  home. 

5  This  is  the  man  whofe  happy  eyes 

Shall  fee  his  houfe  increafe, 
Shall  fee  the  finking  church  arife, 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 


*?*  PSALM      CXXIX. 

P  S  A  L  M   129.     Common  Metre. 
P  erf  editors  pnnljhed. 

1  TTPfrom  my  youth,  mav  Jfrael  fay, 
^    Have  J  been  nurs'd  in  tears; 
My  griefs  wsre  confUnt  as  the  day, 
And  tedious  as  the  yeais. 

ft  Up  from  mv  youth  T  bore  the  rage 
Ofallthefonsofftrife; 
Oft  they  affailM  my  riper  age, 
But  God  preferv'd  my  life. 

3  O'er  all  my  frame  their  cruel  dart 

Its  painful  wounds  iroprefs'd; 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  fainting  heart, 
Nor  let  my  forrows'  reft. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 

And,  with  impartial  eye, 
Meafur'd  the  mifchiefs  they  had' done. 
Then  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  infolence  furpris'd, 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll! 
And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  feiz'd 
With  horror  to  the  foul. 

6  Thus  mall  the  men  that  hate  the  faints 

Be  Wafted  from  the  flcy; 
Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, 

And  all  their  profpects  die. 
[7  What  though  they  flourifh  tall  and  fair, 

They  have  no  root  beneath; 
Their  growth  mall  perilh  in  defpair, 

And  lie  defpis'd  in  death.] 

[8  So  corn  that  on  the  houfe-top  flands, 
No  hope  of  harvefl:  jjives; 
The  reaper  ne'er  ftiall  fill  his  hands, 
Nor  binder  fold  the  meaves.*} 


PSALM      CXXX.  27| 

PSALM    130.     Common  Metre, 

Pardoning  grace. 

j  ^"VUT  of  the  deeps  of  long  diilrefs, 
vJ  The  borders  of  defpair, 
I  feot  my  cries  to  fcek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

1  Great  God^  mould  thy  feverer  eye, 
And  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flefh  could  Hand. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God 
Tor  crimes  of  high  degree: 
Thy  fon  hath  bought  them  with  his  blood 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 

£4  I  wait  for  thy  fa!vation,  Lord, 
With  ilrong  defires  I  wait; 
My  foul,  invited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 

£5  Juft  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 
Long-  for  the  morning  fides, 
Watch  the  firft  beams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyesi 

6  So  waits  my  foul  to  fee  thy  grace, 

And,  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  firft  openings  of  thy  face, 
And, finds  a  brighter  day. J 

7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Ifrael  truft, 

Let  Ifrael  feek  his  face ; 
Tii-  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  juft, 
And  plenteous  in  his  grace. 

t  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 
For  finners  long  enflavM; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  fon: 
And  li'racl  lhail  be  fay'd. 


274        PSALM    CXXX-CXXX!. 

P    S    A    L    M    130.     Long  Metre. 
Pardoning  grace. 

1  T^ROM  deep  diftrefs  and  troubled  thoughts, 
JT  ^  To  th£e,  my  God,  I  rais'd  my  cries; 
If  thou  feverely  mark  our  faults, 
No  flefii  can  ftand  before  thine  eyes. 

1  But  thou  haft  built  thy  throne  of  grace 
Free  to  difpenfe  thy  pardons  there, 
That  finners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

j  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
An!  long  and  wifh  for  breaking  day— * 
So  waits  my  foul  before  thy  gate; 
When  will  my  foul  his  face  difplay? 

\  My  truft  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  (hall  T  truft  thv  word  in  vain: 
Let  mourning  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace* 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son: 
He  tarns  our  feet  from  (inful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done* 

P  S  A  L  M  13  r.     Common  Metre* 
Humility  and 'Jiibmijion. 

IS  there  ambition  in  my  heart? 
Search,  gracious  God,  and  fee; 
Or  do  I  ad  a  haughty  part? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  flill, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 

And  peaceful  as  a  child  * 


PSALM      CXXXII.  275 

3  The  patient  foul,  the  lowly  mind, 

Shall  have  a  large  reward: 

Let  faints  in  forrow  lie  refign'd, 

And  truft  a  faithful  Lord. 

PSALM  132.  ver.  5,  13—18.  Long  Metre. 

At  the  fettlement  of  a  church;  or,  The  ordination  qf 
a  minifier* 

1  TT7TIERE  mall  we  go  to  feek  and  find 
*  *     An  habitation  for  our  God; 
A  dwelling  for  th'  eternal  mind 
Among  the  fons  of  flefli  and  blood? 

a  1  he  God  of  Jacob  chofe  the  hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  reft; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  ftill, 

His  church  is  with  his  prefencebkfs'd. 

3  "  Here  Twill  fix  my  gracious  throne, 

"  And  reign  for  ever,"  faith  the  Lord; 

"  Here  will  my  pow'r  and  love  be  known, 

"  And  blefiings  mall  attend  my  word* 

%  "  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

"  And  fill  their  fouls  with  living  bread; 
"  Sinners,  that  wait  before  my  door, 
"  Witirfweet  provisions  fha.ll  be  kd. 

f  "  Girded  with  truth,  and  clqath'd  with  grace, 
**  Myprieits,  my  minifters,  mail  mine*, 
"  Not  Aaron,  in  his  coftly  drefs, 
"  Appears  fo  glorious  and  divine.       «* 

>  "  The  faints,  unable  to  contain 

"  Their  inward  joys,  fhall  fhout  andfingj 
u  The  Son  of  David  here  fhall  reign, 
"  And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King." 

7  Jefus  fhall  fee  a  num'rous  feed 

Born  here,  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name; 
His  crown  fhall  flourifh  on  his  head, 
While  all  his  foes  are  cloath'd  with  iharoe/} 


276  PSALM      CXXXII. 

P  S  A  L  M  i3».    ver.4,  5,  7,  8,  rj— 17. 

Common  Metre. 

A  church  ejlablljhed. 

1  XJO  fleen  nor  (lumbers  to  his  eyes 
-1  *    Good  David  would  afford, 
*TH1  h?  had  found  below  the  fkies 

A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name, 

His  ark  was  fettled  there: 
And  there  th'  aflembled  nation  came 
To  worfhip  thrice  a  year. 

3  We  trace  no  more  thofe  toilfome  ways, 

Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where'er  thy  people  meet  for  praife, 
There  is  a  houfe  for  God.] 

PAUS  E. 

4  Arife,  O  King  of  grace  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  reft. 
Lo!  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  blefs'd. 

^  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 
1  hv  Spirit  and  thy  word; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  fuch  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,.accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread; 

Bleft  the  nrovifjons  of  thy  hoivfe, 

And  #il  thy  poor  widi  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  anointed  P.iine; 
JufrJce  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  pow'r  divine. 
£  Here  lethirn  hold  a  lading  throne; 
And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Frefh  honors  {"half  adorn  his  crown, 
And  lUarae  confound  his  foes. 


V    S    A    L    M      CXXXIII.         277 

PSALM    133.     Common  Metre, 

Brotherly  kvc. 

1  T    Ol  what  an  entertaining  fight 
X-j  Thole  friendly  brethren  prove, 
Whofe  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unite 
Of  harmony  and  love. 

z  Where  (beams  of  blifs  from  Chrifl  the  fpring 
Defcend  to  ev'ry  foul, 
And  heav'niy  peace  with  balmy  wing 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole; 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  fv/eet 

On  Aaron's  rev'rend  head, 
The  trickling  drops  perfufti'd  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his^arments  fprcad. 

4  'Tis  pleafant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  lion's  hill, 
While  God  his  miideft  glory  mews, 
And  makes  his  grace  diftil. 

PSALM    133.      Short  Metre. 

Communion  of  faints;  or,  Love  and  ivorjhip  in  a 

family. 

1  "OLESS'D  are  the  fons  of  peace, 
-O  Whofe  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whofe  kind  defigns  to  ferveand  pleafe 
Through  all  their  aclions  run. 

a  Blefs'd  is  the  pious  houfe 

Where  zeal  and  friendihip  meet, 
Their  fongs_  of  praife,  their  mingled  vows 
Make  their  communion  fv/eet. 
3  Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 
'       They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  fprcad^ 
And  pkafure  fill'd  the  room. 

Q 


278     PSALM    CXXXII1— CXXXiV. 

4  Thus  on  the  heav'nly  hills 

The  faints  are  blefs'd  above, 
Where  joy,  like  morning  dew,  diftils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 


PS  A  L  M   133.     As  the  i22d  Pfalm, 

The  bleffings  offriencjjhip. 

x  TTOW  pleafant  'tis  to  fee 
x  JL  Kindred  and  friends  agree, 
Each  in  his  proper  ftation  move, 

And  each  fidftl  his  part 

With fympathifing  heart, 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love, 
a  *Tis  like  an  ointment  (lied 

On  Aaron  s  facred  head, 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  fweet; 

The  oil  through  all  the  room 

DifFus'd  a  choice  perfume, 
Ran  thro'  his  robes,  and  blefs'd  his  feet* 

3  Like  fruit  ful  (howcrs  of  rain 
That  water  all  the  plain, 
Dcfcendiag  from  the  neighboring  hills; 
Such  ic.reams  of  pleafbre  roil 
Thro'  ev'ry  friendly  foul, 
Where  love  like  heav  nly  dew  difciis- 
Repe'at  thejirjljlanza  to  complete  the  tune* 

PSALM    134.     Common  Metre, 

Daily  and  nightly  devotions. 

1  "VE  ^t  obey  th'  immortal  King, 
X     Attend  his  holy  place; 
Bow  to  the  glories  or  his  pow'r, 
And  blefs  his  wondrous  grace* 


PSALM     CXXXV.  279 

*  lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 
fenid  your  fouls  on  high; 
Raife  youi  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
Above  the  ftariy  iky, 

3  The  God  of  Zicn  cheers  our  hearts 
With  rays  of  quick'ning  grace; 
The  God  that  fpreads  the  heav'ns  abrpEdj 
And  rules  the  fwelling  ieas, 


PSALM  135,    ver.  1 — 4,  14,  19 — 51, 

Firfi  part.     Long  Metre. 

The  church  is  Ccd's  hoiife  ar.d  care*. 

1  "ORAISE  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name,, 
X^    While  in  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait* 
Ye  faints  that  to  his  houie  belong, 
Or  {land  attending  at  his  gate. 

a  FiTtife  ye  the  Lord,  die  Lord  is  f-<nodj 
To  praifehis  name  is  »pioy; 

Ifrael  he  chofe  oKold,  ape! 
His  church  1^  his  peeui.Li  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himfelf  will  judge  his  faints; 

treats  his  fesvants  as  his  friends* 
And  when  he  heai  s  thtjk  ■'  unts, 

Repents  the  ibnxws  that  he  fends. 

4  Through  ev'ry  age  the  Lord  declares 

His  name,  and  breaks  tir  opprefTor's  rodjs 
He  gives  h':z  futrering  ieryants  reft, 
And  will  be  known  the  Almighty  God* 

5  Blcfs  ye  the  Lord,  who  tafbe  his  love, 

People  and  priefts  exalt  his  name: 
Among  bis  faints  he  evet  dwells) 
His  church  is  his  jeruiaiem. 


28o  PSALM      CXXXV. 

PSALM  1 3  j.  ver.  5 — 12.  Second  part. 

The  works  of  creation,  providence,  redemption  of 
Jfraeli  and  dejlruclion  of  enemies. 

I  (^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
vJ"  Above  ail  powers  and  every  throne; 
Whatever  he  pleafe  in  earth  and  fea, 
Or  heav'n,  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 

i  At  his  command  the  vapours  rife, 

The  light'nings  flam,  the  thunders  roar; 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind 
And  tempeft  from  his  airy  ftore. 

3  'Twas  he  thofe  dreadful  tokens  fenr, 

O  Egypt,  thro'  thy  itubborn  land; 
When  all  thy  rirft-born,  beafts  and  men* 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings, 

He  flew,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  ifrael,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  flave. 

5  His  power  the  fame,  the  fame  his  grace, 

That  faves  us  from  the  holts  ofhell: 
And  heav'n  he  gives  us  to  poffefs, 
Whence  thofe  apoftate  angels  k\L 

PSALM  ijf.     Common  Metre* 

Praifes  due  to  Gad,  not  to  idols. 

1   A^^E  yc famts"~ *°  praife  your  King, 
Your  fweeteft  paflions  raife; 
Your  pious  pleafure,  while  you  ling, 
Increafmg  with  the  praife. 

a  Great  is  the  Lord;  and  works  unknown 
Are  his  divine  employ: 
But  ftill  his  faints  are  near  his  throne. 
His  treafure  and  his  joy .. 


PSALM      CXXXVI.        tH 

3  Heav'n,  earth,  and  fea  confefs  his  hand; 

He  bids  the  vapours  rile! 
Lightening  and  ftorm  at  his  command, 
Sweep  through  the  founding  floes. 

4  All  pow'rthat  gods  or  kings  have  claim'd 

Is  found  with  him  alone; 
Butheatlten  gods  fhould  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

$  Whieh  of  the  flocks  and  ftones  they  trull 
Can  give  them  mowers  of  rain  ? 
la  vain  they  worfliip  glitt'ring  duft, 
And  pray  to  God  in  vain. 

£6  Their  gods  have  tongues  that  fpeechlefs  pi'dvgj 
Such  as  their  makers  gave: 
Their  feet  were  never  form'd  to  move, 
Nor  hands  have  power  to  fave. 

j  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf> 
Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray; 
Mortals,  that  wait  for  their  relief, 
Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they."} 

8  Ye  nations,  know  the  living  God, 
Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear; 
He  makes  the  churches  his  abode* 
And  claims  your  honors  there* 


P  3  A  L  M  136.    Common  Metre.' 

GcxPs  wonders  of  creathn^  provlde?ice>  redemption^ 
Ifrael,  andfakaiion  of  his  people. 

I  QIVE  thanks  to  God,  the  fov'reign  Lordj 
*  His  mercies  ftill  endure;' 
And  be  the  King  of  kings  ador'dj 
*  His  truth  is  ever  fure.' 


x$i        PSALM      CXXXVJ. 

2  What  wonders  hath  h/s  wifdom  done? 

*  I  low  mighty  is  his  hand:' 
Heav'n,  earth,  and  fea,  hv  fram'd  alone; 

*  How  wide  is  his  command!' 

«  The  fun  fupph'es  the  day  with  light; 
'  How  blight  his  counfels  mine!' 
The  moon  and  flars  adorn  the  night; 
'  His  works  are  all  divine.* 
|_4  He  (buck  the  fons  of  Egypt  dead; 
'  How  dreadful  is  his  rod !' 
And  thence,  with  joy,  his  people  led; 
1  How  gracious  is  our  God! 

?  He  cleft  the  fwelling :  fea  in  two; 

*  Hi?  arm  is  great  in  might;' 

And  gave  the  tribes  a  paffage  through: 

*  His  power  and  grace  unite.' 

6  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drown'd; 
«  How  glorious  are  his  ways ! ' 
And  brought  his  faints  thro'  defert  ground.1 

*  Items!  be  his  praife.1 

«  Great  monarch's  fell  beneath  his  hand; 
«  Victorious  is  his  fwordj* 
While  Jfrael  took  the  piomis'd  land; 
<  And  faithful  is  his  word.' J 
S  He  fv.v  the  nations  dead  in  fin; 
k  He  felt  his  pitymqve;'  t 

How  fad  the  ftate  the  wond  was  in  J 
'  How  boundlefswas  his  love!' 

fem  to  fave  us  from  our  woe; 
nefs  never  Fills  v' 
Fr<  m death  and  hell,  and  cvVy  foe; 

*  Andftillhis  grace  prevails.' 

io  Give  thanks  to  God,  the  heav'nly  Kiogj 
s  mercies  ftill  endure; 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  prailea  img, 
his  tivtriurc. 


PSALM      CXXXVL        283 

F  S  A  L  M  136.     As  the  148  Pfalm. 

I  r>lYZ  thanks  to  God  moft  high, 
'  ^  The  univerlal  Lord; 
The  fov'reipn  King  of  kings; 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 
*  His  pow'r  and  grace 
'  Areftiil  the  fame; 
*  And  let  his  name 
'  Have  endlefs  praife.' 

a  How  mighty  is  his  h?.r.dl 

What  wonders  hath  he  r^cne! 
lie  foirn'd  the  card)  and  feas, 
And  fpread  the  heav'ns  alone. 
1  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
ill  itiil  endure; 
4  And  ever  flue 
'  Abides  thy  word/ 

3  His  wifdom  rram?d  die  fun 

To  crown  the  day  with  lightg 
The  moon  and  twinkling  ftars 
To  cheer  the  darkfeme  night. 

4  His  pow'r  and  crvace 
4  Are  ftilJ  the  fame; 
*  And  let  his  name 
'  Have  endlefs  praijfe.' 

L4  He  fmote  the  Grit-born  Tons, 
'Hie  fiow'r  of  Egypt,  dead, 
Arc!  1  hence  his  ehofen  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  Jed. 

'  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
*  Shall  ftill  endure; 
'  And  ever  iure 
1  Abides  thy  word/ 


*8*        PSALM     CXXXVII, 

5  His  pow'r  and  lifted  rod 

Cleft  the  red-fea  in  two;. 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  wond'rous  paflage  through. 
'  His  pow'r  and  grace 

*  Areftillthe  fame; 
'  And  let  his  name 

'  Have  endlefs  praife.' 

6  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there 

With  all  his  hoft  he  drown 'd; 
And  brought  his  Ifrael  fafe 
Through  a  long  defert  ground, 

*  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

*  Shall  ftilJ  endure; 
'  And  ever  fure 

'  Abides  thy  word.* 

PAUSE. 

7  The  kings  of  Canaan  fell 

Beneath  his  dreadful  hand; 
While  bis  own'fervants  took 
Poflefiion  of  their  land. 

*  His  pow'r  and  grace 

*  Are  (till  the  fame; 

*  And  let  his  name 

*  Have  endlefs  praife.*] 

%  He  faw  the  nations  He 
All  periming  in  fin, 
And  pity'd  the  fad  Hate  # 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in» 

'  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
«  Shall  itillenrlure; 

*  And  ever  fure 

*  Abides  thy  word/ 


PSALM     CXXXVI.         t\i 

a  He  fent  his  only  Son 

To  fave  us  from  our  woe, 
From  Satan,  fin,  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  foe. 

*  His  pow'r  and  grace 
'  Are  ftill  the  fame; 

'  And  let  his  name 
'  Have  endlefs  praife.* 

io  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  heav'cly  king: 
And  let  the  fpacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  ling; 

*  Thv  mercy,  Lord, 
*  Shall  ftill  endure; 

'  And  ever  fure 

*  Abides  thy  word.' 


PSALM   136.    Abridged.    Long  Metre, 

1  f^IVE  to  our  God  immortal  praife! 
Vjr  Mercv  and  truth  are  all  his  ways* 
'  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

*  Repeat  his  mercies  in  yourfong.* 

%  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown; 
'  His  mercies  ever  fhall  endure, 
'  When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more.* 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  fpread  the  iky, 
And  nVd  the  ftarry  lights  on  high: 

*  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
'  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  long.' 

A  He  fiJIs  the  fun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direcl  the  night; 
'  His  mercies  ever  fhall  endure, 

*  When  funs  and  moons  mail  mine  no  more.' 


*86        PSALM      CXXXVIl. 

5  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Phaiaoh's  hai 
And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  land; 

4  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

*  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong.' 

6  Tie  faw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  fin, 
And  ft  it  his  pity  move  within! 

*  His  mercies  everfhalj  endure, 

*  When  death  and  fin  fhall  reign  no  more/' 

* 'He  fent  his  Son  with  power  to  fave 
From  guilt,  and  darkpeis.  and  the  grave. 
1  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  beli 

*  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong/ 

£  Thro'  this  vain  world  lie  guides  our  feet, 
.And  leads  us  to  his  heav'rJy  feat: 

*  His  mercies  ever  /hall  endure, 

'  \Vhen  this  vain  world  ihail  be  no  mere/ 

PSALM  137. 

7 he  Babylonian  captivity. 

1     A  LONG  the  banks  where  Babel's  current  flows, 
J-  ^-Onrcaptivebaudsindeepdefporrdenceflray'd, 
While  Zion's  fall  in  fad  remembrance  rule, 
Her  friends,hcr  children  mingledwith  the 

a  The  tunelefs  harp,  that  once  with  joy  we  f\  1 

v\  henpraileemplov  lUndmiitbinipir'dtr-.eLy, 
In  mourntul  fiienc    on 

d  growing  g.iel  [  the  tedious  day. 

3  The  barbarous  tyrants,  to  increaie  the  woe, 
With  tainting  fmiles  a  fong  of  Zion  claim; 
Bu-  Sacred  praife  in  ftrains  melodious  flow, 

.  1  e  they  blafpheme  thegreat  Jehovah 's  name, 

A  B  heathen  chains  and  lands  unknown, 

Shall  Ifrael  s  for.?  a  fong  of  Zion  ra 
t   haplefs  Salem,  God's  terreftrial  throne, 
Ahou  hind  of  glory,  facred  mount  oi  praafe. 


PSALM      CXXXVIIL        2S7 

*  If  e'er  my  memory  lofe  thy  lovely  name, 

If  my  cold  heart  neglect  my  kindred  race, 
Let  dire  deftrudion  tee  this  guilty  frame; 
My  hand  flriajl  peiiihand  my  voice  ihali  ceafe; 

d  Yet  (hall  the  Lord,  who  hears  when  Zion  calls* 
Overtake  her  foes  with  tenor  and  difmay, 
His  arm  *vence  her  defolated  walls, 
And  raifc  her  children  to  eternal  day. 

P  S  A  L  M  138. 

Reftoring  and 'preferring  grads, 

t  XXT1TH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 
VV    I'll  praife 'my  Maker  in  mvfong; 
"Angels  (hall  hear  the  notes  I  raife. 
Approve  the  long,  and  join  the  praife. 

[  t   Angels,  that  make  thy  church  their  care3 
Shall  witnefs  my  devotions  there, 
While  holy  zeal  directs  rev  eyes 
To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  ikies.] 

5  IMI  (ing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  fing  the  wonders  of  thy  word? 
Not  all  the  works  and  names  below, 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  mow. 

I  To  God  T  crvM  when  troubles  rofe; 
He  heard  me,  andfiib'du'd  my  foes; 
He  did  my  rifins?  fears  controuJ, 
And  ftrength  difFus'd  through  all'mv  {huL- 

;  The  God  of  heav'n  maintains  His  ft; 
Frownsofl  the  proud,  ami  {corns  the  greatjj 
But  from  his  throne  defcends  to  blefs 
The  humble  fowls  that  (-tuft  his"  grace. 

1   Afflidft  a  thoufand  fnares  I  itand 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand; 
worts  my  fainting  foul  revive. 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive.- 


2SS  PSALM     CXXXIX, 

,7  Grace  will  complete  what  gfac«  begins, 
To  fave  from  f6vrows  or  from  fins; 
The  work  that  wifdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 


P  S  A  L  M  139.    Firftpart.  Long  Metre, 

The  all-feeing  God. 

%  T  ORD,thou  haft  fearch'd  and  feen  me  through* 
Thine  eye  commands  with  pieieingview 
My  rifing  and  my  refting  hours, 
My  heart  and  rlem  with  all  their  powers. 

c  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Arc  to  my  God  diftin£tly  known; 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  fpeak, 
Ere  from  my  op  ning  lips  they  break* 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  ftand 
On  every  fide  I  find  thy  hand; 
Awake,  afleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  furrounded  ftill  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vaft  and  great* 
What  large  extent!  what  lofty  heightl 
My  foul,  with  all  the  powers  Iboaft, 
Is  in  the  boundlefs  proiped  loft. 

3  '  Oh  may  thefe  thoughts  pofTefs  my  brear\ 

*  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  reft; 

*  Nor  let  my  weaker  paHions  dare 

*  Confent  to  fin,  for  God  is  there.' 

PAUSE    THE    FIRST. 

6  Could  I  fo  fjtlfe,  fp  faithlefs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  fervice  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  J  thy  prefence  fiiUB* 
<pr  from  thy  dreadful  glory  runi 


PSALM      CXXXIX.  2S9 

$  If  up  to  heav'n  I  take  my  flight, 
7Tis  there  thou  dwell'ft  enthron'd  in  light; 
Or  dive  to  hell — there  vengeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 

8  If  mounted  on  a  morning  ray 
1  fly  beyond  the  v/eftern  lea, 

Thy  iwifter  hand  would  firft  arrive, 
And  there  arreft  thy  fugitive. 

9  Or  mould  J  try  to  fhun  thy  fight 
Beneath  thefpreading  veil  of  night, 
One  glance  o^  thine,  or.e  piercing  ray 
Would  kindle  darknefs  into  day/ 

10  "  Oh  may  thefe  thoughts  pofTefs  mybreaft, 
"  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  red! 

"  Nor  let  my  weaker  paffions  dare 
"  Confent  to  ftn,  for  God  is  there.' ' 

PAUSE    THE     SECOND. 

11  The  veil  of  night  is  no  difguife, 

.No  fcreen  from  thy  all-fearchmg  eyes ; 

Thy  hand  can  feize  thy  foes  as  fbon 
Thro'  midnight  (hades  as  blazing  noon. 

12  Midnight  and  noon  in  this  agree, 
Great  God,  they're  both  alike  to  thee; 
Not  death  can  hide  what  God  will  fpy> 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

13  "  Oh  may  thefe  thoughts  pofTefs  my  breafl, 
::  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  reft! 

*'  Nor  let  my  weaker  paffions  dare 
"  Confent  to  fin,  for  God  is  there. 


»i 


P3AJ.  M  1.7,9.     Second  part.  Long  Metre. 

'npWAS  from  thy  hand,  my  O^d,  I  came, 

"*    A  work  of  fuch  a  curioijs  i?amej 
In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  mine, 

And  each  proclaims  thy  ikiil  divine. 
R 


19o  PSALM    CXXXIX. 

«  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limb3  furvey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  confuh'on  lay; 
Thou  faw'ft  the  daily  growth  they  took* 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd, 
And  what  thy  fov'reign  councils  fram'd. 
The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  heart, 
Was  copied  with  unerring  art. ' 

4  At  laft,  to  fhew  my  Maker's  name, 
God  ftamp'd  his  image  on  my  frame, 
And,  in  fome  unknown  moment,  join'd 
The  finifh'd  members  of  the  mind. 

5  There  thevyoung  feeds  ofthoughtbegan> 
And  allihe  paffions  of  the  man, 

Great  uod',  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praifc. 

PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  fince  in  my  advancing  age, 
I've  acled  on  life's  bufy  ftage, 

Thy  thoughts  oflove  to  me  furmount 
The  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  furvey  the  ocean  o'er 

And  count  each  iand  that  makes  the  more* 
Before  my  fwifteft  thoughts  could  trace 
The  numerous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

S  Thefe  on  my  heart  ate  fcill  impreft, 
With  thefe  I  give  my  eyes  to  reft; 
And  at  my  waking  hour  I  find 
God  and  his  love  poffefs  my  mind. 

PSALM  139.    Third  part.  Long  Metrr. 
Sincerity  prefefled,  and  grace  tried;  or,  Tkf  heart- 

fearching  God. 
1  "j\  TY  God,  wh<*  inward  grief  I  feel, 

I\X  When  impious  men  tranfgrefs  thy  will! 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 


PSALM     CXXXIX. 

3  Does  not  my  foul  deteft  and  hate 
The  fons -of  malice  and  deceit? 
Thofe  that  oppofe  thy  Jaws,  and  thee, 
I  count  for  enemies  to  me. 

j  Lord,  fearch  my  foul,  try  every  thought— 
Though  my  own  heart  accufe  me  not 
Of  walking  in  a  falfe  difguife, 
I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Does  fecret  mifchief  lurk  within? 
Do  I  indulge  fome  unknown  (in? 
Oh!  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  ftray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 


PSALM  139.  Firft  part.  Common  Mctie. 

God  is  every  nxbere. 

1  TN  all  my  vaft  concerns  with  thee, 
J-  In  vain  my  foul  would  try 
To  ftiun  thy  prefence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

%  Thy  all-furroundiug  fight  furveys, 
My  ri'ing  and  my  reft, 
My  public  walks,  mv  private  ways, 
And  fecrets  ofmybreaft. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they're  fornrd  within ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  ienfe  I  mean. 

4  Oh!  wond'rous  knowledge!  deep  and  high* 

Where  can  a  creature  hive! 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Inclos'd  on  every  fide. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  furround  meiliH, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove. 
To  guard  my  fen'  from  every  ill, 
Secur'd  byfov'reign  love.  ' 


292  PSALM     CXXXIX. 

PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  where  Ihall  guilty  fouls  retire, 
Forgotten  and  unknown? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 
In  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne. 
9  Should  I  fupprefs  my  vital  breath, 
To  Tcape  thy  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 
And  make  the  grave  refign. 

8  If,  wing'd  with  beam,s  of  morning  light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  weft, 
Thy  hand,  which  muftfupport  my  flight, 
Would  ibon  betray  my  reft. 

9  If  o'er  my  fins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
The  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law 
Would  turn  the  fiiades  to  light. 

10  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee: — 
Oh!  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 

PSALM  139.  Second  part.   Common  Metre, 

The  nvifdort  of  God  in  the  formation  of  man. 

I  TO" HEN  I,  with  pleafing  wonder,  ftand, 
V  V     And  all  my  frame  furvey, 
Lord  !  'tis  thy  work — I  own,  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 

a  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  poffefs'd, 
Where  unborn  nature  grew; 
Thy  wifdom  all  my  features  trae'd, 
And  all  my  members  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  with  niceft  care  furvey'd 
The  growth  of  every  part; 
'Till  the  whole  fcheme,  thy  thoughts  had  laid, 
Was  copy'd  by  thy  art. 


PSALM    CXXXIX-CXL. 

4  Heav'n,  earth  and  fea,  and  fire  and  wind. 

Shew  me  thy  wond'rous  fls.il! ; 
But  I  review  rayfelf,  and  find 
Diviner  wonders  ftill. 

5  Thv  awful  glories  round  me  fhine, 

My  flefh  proclaims  thy  praiie; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 

P    S   A    I    M    139.    ver.  14—17,  1 
Third  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  mercies  of  God  innumerable* 

AN  EVENING  PSALM. 

1  T    ORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
JLi  They  ftrike  me  with  furprife; 

Not  all  the  fands  that  fpread  the  fhore, 
To  equal  numbers  life. 

a  My  flefh  with  fear  and  wonder  flands3 
'ihe  product  ofthylkill; 
And  hourly  bleJlings  from  thy  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 

2  Thefe  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep; 

How  kind,  how  dear  to  me! 
OhJ.  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  fleep 
Still  find  mv  thoughts  with  thee. 


PSALM   140.      Common  Metre. 

1  "OROTECT  us.  Lord,  from  fatal  harm! 
JL     Behold  our  riling  woes; 
We  truft  alone  thy  powerful  arm, 
Tofcatter  ail  cur  fees. 

2,  Their  tongue  is  like  a  poifon'd  dart, 
Their  thought^  are  full  of  guile, 
While  rage  and  carnage  fweil  their  heart, 
They  wear  a  peaceful  fniile. 


294  PSALM      CXLI. 

3  O  Ood  of  grace,  thy  guardian  earc, 

When  foes  without  invade, 
Or  fpread  witiun  a  deeper  fnare, 
Supplies  ourecnftant  aid. 

4  Let  falfehood  flee  before  thy  face, 

Thy  heav'nly  truth  extend, 
AH  nations  taftethy  heav'nly  grace, 
And  all  delufion  end. 

5  With  daily  bread  the  poorfupply; 

The  caufe  of  juftice  plead, 
And  be  thy  church  exalted  high, 
With  Chriit  the  glorious  head. 


P  S  4  L  M  141.     ver.  2—j.     Long  Metre. 

Watchfulnefs  and  brotherly  love. 

A   MORNING   OR  EVENING  PSALM. 

r  "I*  TY  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
1VJL  Like  morning  incenfe  in  thy  houfj, 
And  let  my  nightly  worihip  rife 
Sweet  as  the  ev'ning  iacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  every  rafn  and  heedleis  word; 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  finnersleadi 

3  Oh  may  the  righteous,  when  I  ftray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wandering  way! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  fhed, 
Shall  never  bruife,  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  prefo'd  with  grie£ 
I'll  cry  to  Uc-c.y'n  for  their  relief; 
And,  by  my  warm  petitions,  prove 
$fc>.v  much  1  prize  their  faithful  love. 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLII— CXLHI.  29$ 

PSALM    142.       Common  Metre. 
God  is  the  hope  of  the  heipkfs* 

TO  God  I  made  my  forrovvs  known* 
From  God  1  fought  relief; 
In  long  complaints  before  his  throne 
I  pour'd  out  ail  my  grief. 

My  foul  was  overwhelm'd  with  woes, 

My  heart  began  to  break; 
My  God,  who  all  my  burdens  knows, 

Beholds  the  way  1  take. 

On  every  fide  I  cafi:  my  eye, 

And  found  my  helpers  gone. 
While  friends  and  iti angers  pafs'd  me  b^ 

Neglected  or  unknown. 
Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  cry, 

And  calFd  thy  mercy  near, 
"  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die, 

"  Be  thou  my  refuge  here." 

Lord,  1  am  brought  exceeding  low, 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend, 
And  make  myfoes,  who  vex  me,  know 

I've  an  almighty  friend. 

From  my  fad  prifon  fet  me  free, 

Then  fhail  I  praifethy  name, 
And  holy  men  ihall  join  with  me, 

Thy  kindnefs  to  proclaim. 

PSALM  143.    Long  Metre. 

C-omplaint  of  heavy  aflicliciu  hi  mmd  and  body* 

MY  righteous  judge,  my  gracious  God, 
Hear,  when  1  fpread  my  hands  abroad, 
And  cry  for  fuccour  from  thy  throne — 
Oh!  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 


^6  P     S     A    L    li      CXLIII. 

%  Let  judgment  not  againfl:  me  pafs; 
Behold  thy  fervant  pleads  thy  grace — 
.Should  juftice  call  us  to  thy  bar, 
No  man  alive  is  guiltlefs  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pitv,  Lord,  and  fee 

mighty  foes  that  burthen  me; 
My  wafting  life  draws  near  the  grave; 
Make  bare  thine  arm — thy  fervant  laye*    - 

4  I  dwell  ki  darknefs  and  unfeen — 

heart  is  defolate  within; 
My  thoughts  in  mufing  filence  trace 
j|  The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  Thence  {-derive  a  glimpfe  of  hope, 
To  Bear  n\y  (inking  fpirits  up; 

retch  my  hands  to  God  again, 
And  thirft  like  parched  lands  for  rain. 

6  For  thee  I  thirft,  I  pray,  1  mourn — 
When  will  Lee  return? 

tys  (  n  earth  remove, 
And  God  for  ever  hide  his  love? 

y  God,  thy  long  delay  to  fave, 
(ink  thy  pris'ner  to  the  gi 
My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye; 
Make  haite  to  help  before  1  die. 

ht  is  witnefs  to  my  tears, 
;  pains,  diffracting  fears; 
, !   niight  I  hear  thy  m(  rning  voice, 
How  would  my  wearied  powers  rejoice!' 

heel  trull,  to  thee  I  li 

.  earied  foul  on  ; 
or  thee  lit  waiting  all  the  day, 
^And  wear  the  tireiome  hours  away. 
10  Break  off  my  fctters,  Lord,  and  fhow 
The  path  in  which  •  iuld  go; 

.ares  and  foes  i  ad, 

1  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 


P    S     A    L    M      CXLIV.  297 

11  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will. 

And  lead  me  to  thy  heav'nly  hill: 

Let  the  good  fpirit  of  thy  love 

Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 
11  Then  fhall  my  foul  no  more  complain, 

The  tempter  then  ihall  rage  in  vain; 

And  flefh,  and  fin,  my  foes  before. 

Shall  never  vex  my  fpirit  more. 

PSALM     144.       ver.  1,  2. 

Firft  part.  Common  Metre.  ^ 

Afjifiance  and  victory  in  the  fpirit  ual  warfare,™ 
1  pOReverblefiedbetheLord, 
Jl     My  Saviour  and  my  ihield; 
He  fends  his  fpirit  with  his  word, 
To  arm  mc  for  the  field. 

o,  When  fin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
He  makes  my  foul  his  care, 
Inftrucls  me  in  the  heav'nly  fight, 
And  guards  me  through  the  war. 

3  A  friend  and  helper  fo  divine, 
My  fainting  hope  lhall  raife;  . 
He  makes  the  glorious  vicVry  mine, 
And  his  mall  be  the  praife. 

PSALM  144-    ver.  3,  4,  5,  6. 
Second  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  vanity  if  man,  and  the  condefcenfion  of  God* 
1  T    CRD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man, 
-L<  Born  of  the  earth  at  firft?  _ 
His  life  a  fhadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  hailing  to  the  duft. 

a  O  what  is  feeble  dying  man, 
Or  all  his  fin- ui  race, 
That  God  mould  make  it  his  concera, 
To  vifit  him  with  crace! 


29<5         V  S  A  L  M    CXLIV— CXLV. 

3  Thar  God,  who  darts  his  lightnings  down. 
Who  (hakes  the  world  above, 
What  terrors  wait  his  awful  frown, 
Kow  wond'rous  is  his  love! 

PSALM    144.      ver.  iz— rj. 
Third  part.     Long  Metre. 

Grace  above  riches ;  or,  The  happy  nation, 

2  TLT  APPY  the  city,  where  their  fons, 

P*  ■*•  Like  pillars  round  a  palace  fet, 
And  daughters,  bright  as  polifh'd  ftones, 
Give  ftrength  and  beauty  to  the  Hate. 

a  Happy  the  land  in  culture  dreft, 

Whofe  flocks  and  corn  have  large  increafe; 
Where  men  fecurely  work  or  reft, 
Nor  fons  of  plunder  break  their  peace. 

3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd, 

But  more  divinely  bleil  are  thole 
On  whom  the  all-fufficient  God 
Himfelf,  with  all  his  grace,  bellows. 

PSALM    145.     Long  Metre. 

The  great  nefs  of  God. 

J  |t/TY  Goc^  mY  King,  thy  various  praifc 
***   x  Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days: 
Thv  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
'Till  death  and  glory  raife  the  fong. 

2  The  wings  of  ev'ry  hour  fhall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear; 
And  evVy  fetting  fun  fhall  fee 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  truth  and  juftice  I'll  proclaim; 
Thy  bounty  flows,  an  endlefs  ftream; 
Thy  mercy  fwift,  thine  anger  flow, 
But  dreadful  to  the  Itubborn  foe. 


PSALM      CXLV.  299 

4  Thy  works  with  fov'reign  glory  fhine, 
Andfpeakthy  ma  « <ly  divine;  _ 
Letev'ry  realm  with  joy  proclaim 
The  found  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

5  Letdiftant  times  and  nations  raife 
The  long  fucceffion  of  thy  praife: 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  long 
The  joy  and  triumph  of  their  tongue. 

6  But  who  can  fpeak  thy  wond'rous  deeds? 
Thy  greatnefs  all  our  thoughts  exceeds: 
Vaft  and  unfearchable  thy  ways, 

Vail  and  immortal  be  thy  praife. 

PSALM  14;.     ver.  1,7,  n  — 13. 

Firit  part.  Common  Metre. 

The  greatnefs  of  God. 

1  T  ONG  as  I  live  I'll  blefs  thy  name, 
•*-*  My  King,  my  God  of  love; 

My  work  and  joylhall  be  the  fame 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  power  unknown, 

And  let  his  praife  be  great: 

I'll  ling  the  honors  of  his  throne, 

Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  mail  dwell  upon  ray  tongue. 

And,  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  that  hear  my  iacred  fong, 
Shall  join  my  cheerful  voice- 

4  Fathers  to  fons  (hall  teach  thy  name, 

And  children  learn  thy  ways; 

Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 

And  nations  found  thy  praife. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  through  the  world  be  known; 
Thine  arm  of  pow'r,  thy  heav'nly  ftate, 
With  public  fplendor  fhown, 


o  PSALM      CLXV. 

The  world  is  manag'd  by  thy  hands, 

Thy  faints  are  rul'd  by  I 
And  thine  eternal  kin  ,tls, 

Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

P    S    A    L    M    us-     ver.  7,  fcfr. 
Second  part.  Common  Metre. 
The  goodnefs  of  God. 
CWEET  is  the  menTry  of  thy  grace, 
^  My  God,  my  hear'niy  King; 
to  iige  r.hy  righteoufiieis 
s  of  glory  ling. 
God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

)odnefs  to  the  fkies; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  fhincs, 
And  every  want  fupplies. 

eyes  thy  creatures  wait 
On  thee  for  daily  food, 
Thy  li  >Val  hand  provides  their  meat, 

And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 
How  kind  arc  thy  companions,  Lord! 

How  flow  thine  anger  moves! 
But  foon  he  fends  his  pard'ning  wcrd 
1 0  cheer  the  fouls  he  lov:s. 
1  Creatures,  with  all  their  endlefs  race, 
Thy  pow'r  and  praife  proclaim; 
;  lints,  that  taite  thy  richer  grace, 
slight  to  bkfs  thy  name. 

PS    A    L    M    i4)'.      ver.  14,  ijj  ^"- 
Third  parr.     Co  nrnon  Metre. 
Mercs  fvfujfferers;'  cr,  God  hearing  prayer. 
:  T  ETev'ry  tongue  thy  goodnefs  (peak, 
-*-1    1  bou  fov'reign  Lord  of  all; 

ngrh'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
ndraifethe  pcorthat  fall. 
;  When  furrow  bows  the  lpiritdown» 
.  virtue  lies  diitrefs'd 

ijne  proud  bppreflbr's  frowa, 
1  h  .    lire  mourners  reft. 


PSALM      CXLVf.  301 

j  The  Lord  fupports  our  finking  days, 
And  guides  our  giddy  youth: 
Holy  and  juft  arc  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  fervants  feel, 

He  hears  his  children  crv 
And  their  belt  wiihes  to  fulfil, 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  ftiall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  fincere; 
Pie  faves  the  fouls  whole  humble  love 
Js  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

[6  His  fcubborn  fees  his  fword  mall  flay, 
And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain; 
But  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  fhaJl  fay, 
"  They  fought  his  aid  in  vain."] 

[7  Ply  lips  fhall  dwell  upon  his  praife> 
And  fpread  his  fame  abroad; 
Let  ail  the  fons  of  Adam  raife 
The  honors  of  their  God.] 


PSALM    145.     Long  Metre. 
P raife  to  God  for  his  goodnefs  and  truth; 

1  T>RAISE  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  fhall  join 
JL     In  work  fo  pleafant,  fo. divine; 
Now  while  the  fie  Hi  is  mine  abode, 
And  when  my  foul  afcends  to  God. 

1  Praife  (hail  employ  my  nobJeft  pow'rs, 
While  immortality  endures; 
My  days  of  praife  (hall  ne'er  be  pari:, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  laft. 
Why  mould  I  make  a  man  my  truft? 
Princes  muft  die  aad  turn  to  dull; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts  all  yaiiiiii  in  an  hour* 


302  PSALM     CXLVII. 

4  Happy  the  man,  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  Ifrael's  God:  He  made  the  fky, 
And  earth,  and  feas,  with  all  their  train; 
And  none  fliall  find  his  promife  vain, 

5  His  truth  for  ever  ftands  fee  Lire; 
He  faves  th'  opprefs'd,  he  feeds  the  poor; 
He  fends  the  lab 'ring  confeience  peace, 
And  grants  the  pris'ner  fweet  releafe. 

6  The  Lord  to  fight  reflores  the  blind; 
The  Lordfupports  the  finking  mind; 
He  helps  the  ifcranger  in  diib  efs, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs. 

7  He  loves  the  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell; 
Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns; 
Praife  him  in  cverlafting  fhains. 

PSALM    147.      As  the  113th  Pfalm. 

Praife  to  God  for  his  goodnefs  and  truth. 

1  T'LL  praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath; 
A  And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  Hull  employ  my  nobler  powers: 
My  days  of  praife  fliall  ne?er  be  paft, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  laft, 

Or  immortality  endures, 
a  Why  fliould  I  make  a  man  my  truft? 
Princes  mult  die  and  turn  to  dull; 

Vain  is  thy  help  of  flefh  and  blood; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  pow'r, 
And  thoughts,  all  vaniih  in  an  hour; 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promife  good. 

5  Happy  the  man,  whofe  hopes  rely 
On  Ifrael's  God:  He  made  the  fky, 

And  earth,  and  feas,  with  all  their  train;  jj 

His  truth  for  ever  flands  fecure: 
He  fives  th'  opprefs'd,  he  feeds  the  poor, 
And  none  lhail  find  his  prai*ife  rasa) 


PSALM    CXLVir.  303 

4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  linking  mind; 

He  lends  the  laboring  conference  peace; 
He  helps  the  ftrangcr  in  diftrefs, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  fweet  releafe. 

5  He  loves  his  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  dov/n  to  hell; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns; 
Let  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage; 

Praife  him.  in  everlafting  flrains. 

6  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  breath; 
And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 

Praife  mail  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs: 
My  days  of  praife  mail  ne'er  be  part, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  laft, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

PSALM  r47.    Firit  part.    Long  Metre. 
The  divine  nature,  providence,  and ' grac-:. 

1  T)RA  ISE  ye  the  Lord;  'tis  good  to  raife 
j£7    Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praife; 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerulalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name: 
His  mercy  melts  the  ftubborn  foul, 
And  makes  the  broken  fpirit  whole. 

3  He  form'd  theftars,  thofe  heav'nly  flames, 
Ik  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names: 
His  ibv'reign  V/ifdom  knows  no  bound, 

ep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might, 
And  all  his  glories  infinite; 

11-:  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  juft. 
And  treats  the  wicked  to  the  duft. 


3o|  PSALM    CXLVII. 

PAUSE. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high , 
Who  fpreads  his  clouds  around  the  Iky; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defccnd  in  vain. 

C  lie  makes  the  grafs  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  fmiling  fields  with  corn 
The  beafls  with  food  his  hands  fupply, 
And  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's  (kill  or  force, 
The  vig'rous  man,  the  warlike  hcrfe, 
The  fprightly  wit,  the  active  limb;' 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

3  But  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight; 
He  fees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  finds  and  loves  his  image  there. 


PSALM  147.    Second  part.    Long  Metre 

Summer  and  winter. 

1  T  ET  Zion  praife  the  mighty  God, 

And  make  his  honors  known  abroad; 
For  fweet  the  joy  our  fongs  to  rdife, 
And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praife. 

2  Our  children  live  fecure  and  blefs'd; 
Our  mores  have  peace,  our  cities  reft; 
He  feeds  our  fons  with  iineft  wheat, 
And  adds  his  bleflings  to  their  meat. 

H  The  changing  feafens  he  ordains, 
The  early  and  the  latter  rains: 
His  flakes  of  fqo'w  like  wool  he  fends, 
And  thus  the  fpringlng  corn  defends. 

A  With  hoary  frofr.  he  ftrews  the  ground; 
His  hail  defcends  with  dreadful  found; 
His  icy  bands  the  rivers  hold, 
And  terror  amis  his  wintry  cold.  • 


PSALM    CXLVII.  305 

5  He  bids  the  warmer  breezes  blow; 
The  ice  dhTolves,  the  waters  flow: 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways 
To  call  his  people  to  his  praife. 

6  Through  all  our  States  his  laws  are  mown; 
His  gofpel  through  the  nation  known; 

lie  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his  word 
To  ev'ryjand:  Praife  ye  the  Lord. 

P  S  A  L  M  147.     ver.  7—9,  13 — 18; 

Common  Metre. 

The  ft af oris  of  the  year. 

1  VJTTlTHfongs  and  honor  founding  lotid 

VV     Addrefs  the  Lord  on  high; 
Over  the  heav'ns  he  fpreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  fky. 

a  He  fends  his  fhow'rs  of  bleiiing  down 
To  chearthe  plains  below; 
He  makes  the  grafs  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  vallies  grow. 

2  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 

He  hears  the  ravens'  crv; 

fBut  man,  who  taftes  his  fineft  wheat, 
Should  raife  his  honors  high. 

4  His  (ready  counfels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year; 
He  bids  the  fun  cut  fliort  his  race, 
And  wint'ry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  froft,  his  fleecy  fnow, 

;fcend  and  clothe  the  ground; 
The  liquid  ftreams  foibear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound.    . 

6  When,  from  his  dreadful  {lores  on  high, 

He  pours  the  founding  ha'.i, 
The  wretch  that  dares  his  God  defy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 


3o6  PSALM      CXLVIIT. 

7  He  fends  his  word  and  melts  the  fnow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn: 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  .blow, 
And  bids  the  fpring  return. 

8  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  : 
With  longs  and  honors  founding  loud, 
Praife  ye  the  fov 'reign  Lord. 

PSALM     148.      Proper  Metre. 
Praife  to  God  from  all  creatures. 

1  "VTE  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

J.    With  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
i'-ifli  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praife. 

Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels  bright 
In  worlds  of  light 
Begin  the  ibng. 

2  Thou  fun,  with  dazzling  rays, 

And  moon,  that  rules  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife, 
With  ftars  of  twinkling  light. 

His  pow?r  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds  that  fly 
In  empty  air. 
\  The  mining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  fbmd, 
Or  in  fwift  courfes  move 
By  his  fupreme  command. 

Ilefpake  the  word, 
And  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came, 
To  praife  the  Lord. 
4  He  rriovM  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  paft, 
And  each  his  word  fulfils 
W  hile  time  and  nature  -Jail. 


PSALM      CXLVIII.  307 

In  difF'rent  w:iy3 
His  works  proclaim 
His  wond'rons  name, 

And  fpeak  h:s  praife. 

PAUSE. 

j  Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 
And  monflers  of  the  deep, 
The  hfh  that  cleave  the  feas, 
Or  in  their  buibm  fleep, 
From  lea  and  more 
Their  tribute  pay, 
And  ftill  difplay 

Their  Maker's  pow'r. 
*  Ye  vapors,  hail,  and  fnow, 
Praife  yeth'  almighty  Lord; 
And  ftoimy  winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word. 

When  lightnings  fhine, 
Or  thunders  roar 
Let  earth  adore 

His  hand  divine. 
7  Ye  mountains  near  the  ikies, 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  fize, 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear; 

Beads,  wild  and  tame, 
Birds,  flies  and  worms, 
In  various  fjrms, 
Exalt  his  name. 
t  Ye  kings,  and  judges,  fear 

The  Lord,  the  fov'reign  King; 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heav'nly  honors  ling  : 

Nor  let  the  dicam 
Of  pow'r  and  iiatc 
Make  you  forget 

His  pow'r  fupreme. 

9  Virgins  and  youths,  engage 
'A  o  iound  his  praife  divine, 


3o3  PSALM     CXLVIII. 

While  infancy  and  age 
Their  feeble  voices  join. 

Wide  as  he  reigns 
His  name  be  fang 
By  ev'ry  tongue 

In  end'efs  flrains. 
10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 

The  God  that  rules  above; 
H€  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  tafte  his  love; 

While  earth  and  iky 
Attempt  his  praife, 
His  faints  fliall  raife 
His  honors  high. 
FSALM  14-8.    Paraphrafc-d.  Long  Metres 
Unherfal  praife  to  God. 
l  T  OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 

-^  From  diftant  worlds  where  creatures  dvell;, 
Let  heav'n  begin  the  folemn  word, 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 
z  The  Lord!  how  abfolute  he  reigns! 
Let  ev'ry  angel  bend  the  knee: 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heav'niy  ftrains, 
And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 

An, awful  throne  of  fhiningblifs: 
Fly  through  the  world,  O  fun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams,  compar'd  to  his. 

4  Awake,  ye  tempefts,  and  his  fame 

In  founds  of  dreadful  praife  declare; 
Let  the  facet  whifper  of  his  name 
Fill  ev'ry  gentler  breeze -of  air. 
Note — II: is  Pfalm  may  he/uug  to  the  tunaofths 
eld  1 1  itk  or  ii~ fk  Pfahn,  ifthefe  tW6  lines  be  , 
mza,  viz. 
"  Each  of  hi3  works  his  name  difplays,  _ 
"  But  they  can  ne'er  complete  the  praife". 
Otherivife  it  may  be  fling  to  the  ufual  tunes  cf 'the 
Long  Metre. 


PSALM      CXLVIII.  509 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 

To  join  their  praife  with  blazing  fire; 
Let  the  firm  earth,  and  rolling  iea 
In  this  eternal  ibng  confpire. 

6  Yd  rlow'ry  plains,  proclaim  his  (kill; 

Ye  vallies,  fink  before  his  eye: 
And  let  his  praife  from  ev'ry  hill 
Rife  tuneiul  to  the  neighb'ring  Iky. 

7  Ye  ftubborn  oaks,  and  fcately  pines, 

Bend  your  high  branches  and  adore: 
Praife  him,  ye  beads,  in  diff 'rent  {trains; 

The  lamb  mufl  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 
%  Ye  birds,  his  praife  muft  be  your  theme, 

Who  form'd  to  long  your  tuneful  voice: 
While  the  dumb  fifn  that  cut  the  ftream 

Jn  his  protecting  care  rejoice. 
9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 

When  nature  all  around  you  fings? 
O !  for  a  fiiout  from  old  and  young, 

From  humble  fwains,  and  lofty  kings, 
io  Wide  as  his  vaft  dominion  lies,    . 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known; 
(    Loud  as  his  thunder  fiiout  his  praife, 

And  found  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

11  Jehovah !_  'tis  a  glorious  word! 

O  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  tongue! 
But  faints,  who  bell  have  known  the  Lord., 
An  bound  to  raijfe  the  n  obi  eft  fong. 

12  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 

Which  Gabriel  plays  on  ev'ry  chord: 
From  all  below  and  ail  above, 
Sing  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

P  S  A  L  M    [48,     Short  Metre. 

J j.  her/} J  Praife. 
1  T  ET  ev'ry  creature  join 

To  praife  the  eternal  Gcd;  j 
Ye  heavenly  hofts,  the  fong  begin, 
*.nd  found  his  name  abroad. 


3io  PSALM    CXLVIII. 

a  Thou  fun  with  golden  beams, 
And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  ftarry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife. 

3  He  built  thofe  worlds  above, 

And  nVd  their  wond'rous  frame; 
By  his  command  they  ftand  or  move, 
And  ever  fpeak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapors,  when  ye  rife, 

Or  fail  in  fhow'rs  or  fnow, 
Ye  thunders  murm 'ring  round  the  fkic9> 
His  pov/'r  and  glory  (how. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flaming  fire, 

Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  florins  confpire 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 

His  honors  be  exprefs'd,^ 
But  faints,  that  tafle  his  faving  love, 
Should  fing  his  praifes  bell. 

PAUSE   THE   FIRST. 

7  Let  earth  and  ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  praife; 
♦    Praife  him.  ve  wat'ry  worlds  below, 
And  monfters  of  the  feas. 

8  From  mountains  near  the  fky 

Let  his  high  praife  refound — 
From  humble  (hrubs,  and  cedars  high, 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 

9  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beads  that  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 
And  he  expec"b  your  praife. 

1 0  Ye  bi t  d s  of  loft  v  W i  e g, 

Ori  high  his  prfliles  bear, 
Or  lit  on  flowery  boughs,  and  fing 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 


PSALM    CXL1X.  31 

11  Ye  reptile  myriads,  join 
T'  exalt  his  glorious  name, 
And  flies,  in  beauteous  forms  that  lhine. 
His  wond'rous  (kill  proclaim. 

11  By  all  the  earth-born  race, 
His  honors  be  exprefs'd; 
But  faints  that  know  his  heav'nly  grace, 
Should  learH  to  praife  him  bell. 

PAUSE  THE   SECOND. 

13  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 

Praife  ye  th*  eternal  King — 
Judges,  adore  thatfov 'reign  hand, 
Whence  all  your  hono  -s  fpring. 

14  Let  vigorous  youth  engage 

To  found  his  praifes  high ; 
Where  growing  babes  and  withering  age 
Their  feebler  voices  try. 

15  United  zeal  be  mown 

Bis  wond'rous  fame  to  raife; 

God  is  the  Lord;  his  name  alone 

Deferves  our  endlefs  praife. 

16  Let  nature  join  with  art, 

Ana  all  pronounce  him  bleft. 
But  faints,  that  dwell  fo  near  his  heart, 
Should  ling  his  praifes  belt. 

P  S  A  L  M    149.     Common  Metre, 

Praife  God,  all  his  faints;  or,  The  faints  judging 
the  nvor'd. 

1     A  LL  ve  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
-^"a-   And  let  your  fongs  be  new; 
Amidft  the  church  with  cheerful  voice 
His  later  wonders  lhew. 

%  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grace* 
Shalltheir  Redeemer  fing; 
And  Centile  nations  join  the  praife> 
While  Zion  owes  her  king. 


3"  PSALM      CXLIX. 

3  The  Lord  tak^s  pleafure  in  thejuft, 

Whom  finners  treat  with  fcorn; 
The  meek,  that  lie  defpis'd  in  duft, 
Salvation  fhall  adorn. 

4  Saints  fhall  be  joyful  in  their  king, 

E'en  on  a  dying  bed;  | 

And  like  the  fouls  in  glory  fing, 
For  God  fhall  raife  the  dead. 

5  Then  his  high  praife  fhall  fill  their  tongues, 

Their  hand  mall  wield  the  fword: 
And  vengeance  fhall  attend  their  fongs, 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

6  Whan  Chrift  his  judgment-feat  afconds, 

And  bids  the  world  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepar'd  for  all  his  frieuds, 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  Then  fhall  they  rule  with  iron  rod, 

Nations  that  dar'd  rebel:  ' 
And  join  the  fentence  of  their  God, 
On  tyrants  doom'd  to  hell. 

2  The  royal  finncrs,  bound  in  chains, 

New  triumph  fhall  afford: 
Such  honor  for  the  faints  remains — 

Praife  ye,  and  love  tho  Lord. 
FSALM  150.  ver.  1,  2—6.  Common  Metre. 
A  fang  of  praife. 

1  TN  God's  own  houfe  pronounce  his  praife, 
A  His  grace  he  there  reveals; 
To  heav'n  your  joy  and  wonder  raife, 
For  there  liis  glory  dwells. 
a  Let  all  your  feared  paffions  move, 
While  you  rehearie  hie  deeds; 
But  the  great  work  of  faring  love 
Your  higheft  praife  exceeds. 

3  Aii  that  have  motion,  life  and  breath, 

Proclaim  your  Maker  blefs'd; 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 
My  foul  fhall  praife  him  ben. 


T  he  CHRISTIAN  D  0X0  LOG 

■ 
'T'O  God  the  Fa  :  the  Son, 

■*■     And  Got1  ,  three  :n  c«ie, 

..oner,  pt;  ii  (  en 

By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  hcav  n. 
Common  JYktre. 
T  ET*God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
-Ll   And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  knov/n, 
Or  faints  to  love  the  Lord. 
Common  Metre  •  -  tune  includes  t^ojlanta:, 

I. — rr  I  of  mercy  he  ado:  -d. 

Wfto  calls  our  fouls  from  d 
Who  faves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
A n d  n e w -ere at e d  b r e a: h . 
II. — To  praife  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  all  divine, 
The  one  in  three,  and  three  in  one, 
Let  laints  and  angels  join. 
Short  Metre. 

YE  angels,  round  the  throne, 
And  faints  that  dwell  below, 
^Vorfhip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son, 
And  blefs  the  Spirit  too. 

As,  ire  ri  tfk  Pfah?!. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  facr.ed  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
nal  praife  and  glory  giv'n, 
Thro'  ail  the  wo/Ids  v/here  God  is  known, 
By  ail  the  ^ngds  near  the  throne, 

And  ali  the  iaints  in  earth  and  heav'n, 
As  the  i48//-  T 
HTO  God  die  Father's  throne 
■*~    Perpetual  honors  raiie; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 

To  God  the  fpirit  praife: 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  fing, 
While  faith  adores.  S 

FIN/S. 


INDEX, 

OR 

TABLE  t 2  find  out  a  Pfalm  fuited  to  particular 

SUBJECTS  Or   OCCASIONS. 


If  you  find  not  the  word  you  feek  in  this  Table,  feek 
another  of  the  fame  fignification ;  or,  feek  it  under 
fomeof  the  more  general  words, fuch  a<*  God,  Ghrijl 
Church.  Saints y  Pfalm,  Prayer,  PraiftyAJfitStiony 
Grace,  Deliverance,  Death,  &c. 

A  DAM  thefirftand  fe.cond,thcir  dominion  8,  afflic- 
■**'  ted,pity  to  them  41,  35.  fupported  55,  145*  146. 

their  prayer  102, 143.  faints  happy  73,  1  19th,  14th 
part,  94. 

Afflictions, hope  in  them^a,  ij,  77-fupport  and  pro- 
fit 119,  14th  part. inttru.6r.ion  by  them  94,  119,  18th 
part,  ianctified  94,  119,  18th  part,  courage  in  them 
119,  17th  part,  removed  by  prayer  u»  ic7-l ubmif- 
fion  to  them  123,  13 1,  39.  In  mind  and  body  1*3. 
trying  our  graces  66,  119,  17th  part,  without  re- 
jection 89.  of  faints  and  finners  different  94.  gentle 
io}.  moderated  125.  very  great  icu,  143, 

Aged  faint's  reflection  and  hope  71. 

All-feeing  God  139. 

Angels,  guardian  34,  91.  all  fubject  to  Chrift  89,  97. 
praife  the  Lord  103.  prefent  in  ckui 

Apnea!  to  God  againjt  perfecutors  7.  concerning  our 
fincerity  139.  humility  i<i. 

Afcenfion  of  Chrift  24,  68,  47,  11c. 

AiTrttance  from  God  144,  138. 

Atheifm  practical  14,  36,  iz.  punifhed  10. 

Attributes  of  Go  J  3^,  111,  143,  147. 

Authority  from  God  75,  82. 

BACKSLIDING  foul  in  diftrefs  and  deferuqa  2;. 
reilored  51.  pardoned  78,  130. 
Bluing  of  God  on  the  bafinefs  3c  coaiforts  of  life  127. 


I    N    D    E    X- 

Bleflings  of  a  family  128,  133.  of  a  nation  144. 14;.  of 

the  country  65,  147.  of  a  peifon  t,  32,  112. 
Blood  of  Chiiil  clear.ling  frcm  firi  5 1,  69. 
Book  of  nature  and  icripture  19,  119,  4th  part. 
Brotherly  loi  e  133   reproof  141. 
Biifinefs  of  life  blefs'd  127. 

OARE  of  God  over  his  faints  34. 

^  Charity  to  the  poor  37,41,  112.  and  juilice  15, 
ri2.  mixed  with  imprecations  35. 

Children  praifmg  God  8.  made  bleflings  127, 128.  in- 
truded 54,  78. 

Clirilt  the  fccond  Adam  8.  his  all-fufficiency  16.  his 
afcenlion  24,  68,  i  ic.  the  church's  foundation  118. 
his  coming  the  figns  of  it  12.  his  condefcenlion  and 
glorification  8.  covenant  madev.'ithhimSg.rirtt  and 
ieccnd  coming  96,  97,  9S.the  trceDavid89,  35.  his 
death  and  reiurrection  22,  16,  69.  the  eternalCrea- 
tor  102  exahedtothekingdoma,  21,8,  72,  no  our 
example  109.  faith  in  his  blood  51.  God  &  man  89. ' 
his  Godhead  i®2.  our  hope  4,51.  his  incarnation 
and  faciifice4o.  the  king, and  the  church  hislpoufe 
45.  hi:-  kingdom  among  the  Gentiles  7  2, 8  7, 13  2. his 
I  ies  109,  35.  his  majefty97?  99.  bisme- 

<:om  89,  1  ic.his  obedience  and  death 
69.hisperfona}glories  and  goveinmcnt  45.pra.ftd 
by  children  8.  prieftand  king  no.  his  refurrection 
en  the  Lord's  day  n§.  our  ftrength  and  righteouf- 
nefs  71,  his  fniunncs  and  kingdom  s,  22,  69 
ft  itF<  -rings  for  cur  falvation  69.  his  zeal  and  reproach- 
es.  ibid. 

Chrifh'an's  qualifications  15,  24  church  made  cf  Jews 
and  Gentlits  87. 

Church,itsbeauty44,  48,  122.  thebirth-place  of  faints 
87.  builVon  Jefbs  Chrift  ut.  delight  and  fafety  in 
it  27.  de»i  uction  or  enemies  proceeds  frcm  thence 
76.  gail'tred  andfettled  132.  of  the  Gentiles  45, 47. 
Godhghtsfu  her 46,  10.  20. God's prefence the re 
133,  84.  God's  fpecial  delight  87,  132.  God  s  gar- 
den 92.  Going  to  it  i22.  the  hoofe  and  care  of  ' 
IJ5-  of  the  jews  and  Gentiles  87.  its  increafeC;. 


I    N    D    E    X. 

prayer  in diftrefs  80. reftored  bv  prayer  85.  to2,  t^"- 
is  the  fufety  and  honor  of  a  nation  48.  the  fpoufe  of 
ft  45.  its  worlhipand  order  48. 

Colonies  planted  107. 

Comfon.holineisand  pardon  4,32,119.11th  and  12th 
parrs,  and  fupport  in  God  94,  16. from  ancient  pro- 
vidence -7,  143,  of  life  bleil  127.  and  pardon  13°* 

Company  of  faints  16, 109. 

Com:  fencefrom  public  worfhip  42. of  (ick- 

nefs  6.  defertioh  13.  pride, atheifm,oppreiTion,:jwr. 
10,  1  z.  pf  temptation  13.  general  102.  of  quarfelibnrie 
neighbors  1 20, ofheavyaffliclionsinmind&body  143. 

Gompailion  of  God  103,  145?  147.- 

Communion  with  faints  106,  133, 

Confeffion  of  onr  poverty  16.  of  (in,  repentance  and 
pardon  32,  51,  38,  130,  143. 

Confcience,  tender  119.  13th  part,  its  guilt  relieved 
38,  32,  51,  130.  t 

Contention  complained  of  1 20. 

Converfe  with  God  1 19,  2d  part,  63. 

Converfion  and  joy  126.  attheafcenfionofChrift  no. 
of  Jews  and  Gentiles  87,  106,  96. 

Corruption  of  manners  general  n,  12. 

Counfei  and  fupport  from  God  16,  119. 

Courap:cindeathi6,i7j  fi.inperfecution  119, 17th  p. 

Covenant  made  with  Chrift  89.  of  grace  unchange- 
able 89,  106. 

Creation  and  providence  135,  136,  23^  i©4>  I47»  148, 
ures,  no  truft  in  them  62.  33,  146.  vain, andGod 
ent  33.  praifing  God  148. 

TV'-  tiori  re,  139. 

-*-^  nfordifappointmentainwar6o. 

Dead  on  of  Chrift  16,  69.  of  faints  and 

.  49-  and  fufferings  of  Chrift  22,  ^9. 

it  31.  and  pride  49.  and  th 

courage  in  it  16,  17,  23.  the 

o., 

-,  iai.andfalvation  in  God  i3,  6r, 

95* 
v:yinthechurch48,a7,84.inthelawof 


T    N    D    E    X. 

6odii^,5th8th&i8thpart3.inGod<5J,4i,73,845i8. 
Deliverance  begun  and  perfected  85.  from  defpain8. 

from  deep  diftrefs  34,  40.  from  death  31,  11 8.  from 
reflion  and  falsehood  56.  from  perfecutk>n  j;,. 

94    by  prayer  34,  ;o,  13,  iz6.  from  (hipwr&k  107. 

from  flander  31.  furprifing  iz^. 
Defsriion  anddiflrefs  offoul  Z5>  *3»  j8>  143- 
Defireofknowledgeri9,9thpart.of7iolinefsii9,ntli 

parr,  of  comfort  and  deliverance  119,  12th  part,  or 

quickening  grace  119,  16th  part. 
DefoIatioriSj  the  church's  f-fety  in  them  46.  _ 
Defpair&hopeindeathi7,49.deliverancefromiti8,i3o 
Devotion  daily  55,  134,  141.  on  a  fick-bed  39.  6. 
Dire£tioB&pardon25.&defenceprayedfor5.&hope43 
Diftrefs  of  foul  25.  relieved  51,  130. 
Dominion  of  man  over  creatures  8. 
Doubts  and  fears  iupprefTed  3,  31,  143. 
Drunkard  arid  glutton  107. 
Duty  to  God  and  man  15,  24. 
Dwelling  with  God,  fee  heaven,  church,  EsVj 

I  EDUCATION  religious  34,  78. 
-j  Egypt's  plagues  105. 
End  or  righteous  and  wicked  1,  37. 
Enemies  overcome  18.  prayed  for  $$,  105,  deftroyed 

12,  76,  48. 
Envy  and  unbelief  cured  37,  49. 
Eqtiity  and  wifdom  of  providence  9. 
Evening pfalm  4,  139,  141. 
Evidences  of  grace  26.  of  fincerity  \2t  19,  139. 
Evil  times  12.  neighbors  120.  magiftrates  11,  58,  82. 
Exaltation  ofCiuiittothekingdom2, 21, 22, 69, 72, 110. 
Examination  z6,  139. 
Exhortations  to  peace  and  holinefs  34. 

FAITH^Drayerofperfecutedfftints^.inthebiood 
ofChrifl^i,  32.  in  divine  graceandpower6a,  130. 
FaithfuinefsofGod8n,io<;,  iii,i45,i46.ofmani5,i4i* 
Falfehood,blafphemy,  ffc.  12.  and  oppreflion  12  56. 
Familygovernmeniioi.loveScworfliipi33.bleIan£3ij? 
§7, 


INDEX. 

Fear?  and  doubts  fopprefled  3,  34,  31.10  the  worfhip 

of  Cod  89,  99.  of  God  119,  1  3  part. 
Flart  ceit  complained  of  1 2,  36. 

Forma]  worihip  50. 
Frailty  of  man  89,  90, 144. 
Fretfulnefs  difcouraged  37. 
Friendship,  its  bleilings  133. 
Funeial  pfdni  89,  9c. 

G~J  ENTILES  given  to  Chrift  2,  22,  72.  church  45, 
r  65,  7:,  87.  owning  the  true  God  96,  98,47. 
Glorification  of  Chrift  8,  45. 

C       v  of  God  in  our  falvation  60.  and  grace  promis- 
ed 84.  97,  89. 
Clinton  78.  and  drunkard  107. 
G<  ;  aij  in  all  laj.alJ-fuificicntiA,  33.I1JS  being, attri- 
butes and  providence  36,  65,  147.  his  care  of  faints 
7,  34  his.  c:  cation  and  providence  33,  104, &c. our 
snce  and  falvation  3,  61,  33,  115. eternal  andib- 
Tereienand  holy  93.  eternal  and  man  mortal  00, 102. 
faithfulneJs  105,  in,  89.  glorified  andfinnersfaved 
£.9,goodne{s  and  mercyi4>,  103.  gocdnefs&truth 
345,  146.  governing  power  &  goodntfs 66. great  & 
good  14  •,  68,  145,  I47.thejudge9,  50.  97. kind  to 
his  peopie  145, 146. his  m2Jefty97.^condefcenh"on 
ii  3, 114.  mercy  and  truth  3  6, 103, 136,  89, 145. made 
man  8,  of  nature  and  grace  65.  his  perfections  in, 
,36, 145, 147  our  portion.  &  Chrift  our  hope  4,  our  . 
portion  here  and  hereafter  73,  his  power  and  ma- 
jefty  68,  89,  93.  96.  praifed  by  children  8.  our  pre- 
ferver  121,  138.  prefent  in  his  churches  84,  46.  our 
fliepherd  23.  his  fovereignty  and  goodnefs  to  man 
8,  113,  144     ur  fupport  and  corniort  94.  fupreme 
governor  82,  93;  75.  his  vengeance  and  compaifion 
68.  97.  unchangeable  89, 1  n.hisuniverial domini- 
on 1  c.j.  his  wifdom  in  his  work  in,  1  29.  worthy  of 
?!!  praife  145?  T46, 150. 
Good  works  1  <;,  24,  ti  2.  profit  men,  not  God  16. 
G oodnefs  of  God  8, 1 03 , 1 1 1 , 1 45 , 1 46. 
Gofpei,  its  glory  and  fuccefs  to,  45, 110. joyful  found 
%%  98,  worship  and  order  48. 


I    N    D    E    X. 

Government  of  Chriil^;.  from  God  75. 

Grace, itse\  [deuce's oriVIf-examinatiort  26, 139. above 
riches  144  without  merit  1 6,  3z.ofChrift45, 72. & 
providence33,  36, 135, 136,  14  7.  preserving  and  re- 
uoring  t 38. truth  and  protection  57. tried  byafflic- 
tion  1 ;,  66j  n,$.  and  glory  84,  97.  pardoning  130. 

Guilt  of  conicience  relieved  38,  32,  51,130. 

HARVEST  65,  iZ6,  147- 
Health,  ficknefs  and  recovery  6,  30,  31.  prayed 
for  6,  38,  39. 
Heart  known  to  God  139. 
Hearing  of  prayer  and  f-dvation  4>io,  66,  102. 
He:tvenoffepaiateiculsi7.ihefaint'sdwe!iing~piace?4 
Holineis,  purdon  &  comfort  4-  dehred  119,  nth  part,. 
Hope  in  darknefs  13,  77,-143.  of  reiurrection  16,  71. 
and  deipair  in  death  1  7,  49.  and  prayer  27  for  vicr 
tory  20.  and  direction  42. 
Hofanna  to  the  children  8.  for  the  Lord's  day  118. 
Humiliation  day  10,  60. 
Humility  and  iubmifiion  131,  139. 
Hypocrites  and  hypocriiy  12,  50. 
IDOLATRY  reproved  115,  135.  . 
-«-  Jehovah  68,  83,  reigns  93,  96,  97. 
Jews,  fee  lfrael. 
Imprecations  and  chanty  35. 
Incarnation  96,  97,  9X.  andiacrifiee  ofChrifi:  40. 
Infants  139.  fee  children. 
Infbudion  from  Gcd  25.  from  feripture  119,  4th  and 

7th  parts,  in  piety  34. 
Infiiuc'iive  afflictions  94. 
Intemperance  punifhed  78.  and  pardoned  107. 
Joy  of  conversion  iz6. 

lfrael  favedfrom  theAiTyrians  76.  favedfrom  Egvpt, 
and  broughttc  Canaan  135, 1  ;6,  77, 10;,  107. rebel- 
lion and  punifliment-S.ptinimed  and  pardoned  106, 
107.  travels  in  the  wildernefs  107,  114. 
Judgment  and  mercy  9,  68.  day  1,  jo,  96,  97,  98, 

149-  feat  of  God  9. 
Juftice  of  providence  9.  and  truth  towards  men  15. 
J u it n'i cati on  free  32, 130. 


I    N    D    E 

V 

JVNOWLEDGE  defired  19, 119,  9th  part. 

LAW  of  God,  delight  in  it  11 9. 
Liberality  rewarded  14,  112. 
I       Sc  riches,  their  vanity  49.  fliort&feeble 89,90, 14  j. 
I  ng  after  God  63,  42. 

Lord's -day  pfalm  19, 118  morning'?,  10,  63. 
Love  to  our  neighbors  15.  of  Chriii  to  Tinners  3?,  of 
God  better  than  life  63.  of  God  unchangeable  ;C6, 
89.  to  enemies  109,  35.  brotherly  133. 
Lux  tr  ted  78.  and  pardoned  107. 

TV/T'  \TES  warned  $o>  82.  qualifications 

*$"-  10:.  raii'edand  depofed  75. 
Majeity  of  Gad  68.  fee  God. 
Man,  his  vanity  as  mortal  39,  89,  90,  144.  dominion 
:atures  8.  mortal  and  Ohrift  eternal  102. 
wonderful  formation  139. 
ige  myflical  45. 
Ler  of  a  family  ioi. 

!v  reproved  42.  and  hope 7 7. removed  126. 
M  jr-?:--5  common andfpecial  68, 103. ipiritua!  and  tem- 
poral 10  3.  innumerable  1 39.  everlalling  13  6. record- 
ed 107.  and  truth  of  God  36, 103,  89, 136,  i45>  146. 
Merit  difclaimed  16. 

thoughts  63,  139, 119,  5th  and  6th  parts, 
ters  ordained  132. 
Miracles  in  the  wildernefs  114. 
Morning  pfalm  3,  142.  of  a  fabbath  j,  19*  63. 
Mortality  of  man  39,  49,  90.  and  hope  39.  and  God's 
eternity  90,  ioz. 

NiONS,sfHfetyisthechurch48.profperity67, 
144.  blefs'd  and  punifhed  107. 
National  deliverance  67,75, 76,124,126.  defolations, 

the  church's  fafet-y  and  triumph  in  them  46. 
Nature  of  man  139. 

OBEDIENCE  iincere  3a,  18,  139,  better  than  fa-, 
criiice  50. 


ge,  death  90.  and  refurreeYion  17, 

\RDON,  holinefs  and  comfort  4.  of  backsliding 

78.  and  direction  35.  and  repentance  prayed  for 

38.  and  coafeflioB  31.  of  original  and  actual  lia  5 1. 


P 


r   N   D    E    X. 

Patience  under  afflictions  39.  undei  perfecutions  37, 
irknefs  77, 130   131.     _ 

v/ithmendeuredizo. 

Perfection'?  of  God  in,  145,147,  36; 

Perfecuted  faints  31,  44r,74>  8<  • 

Perfecution,  deliverance  from  it  7,  53,  9;.  cournge  m 

it  119..  17th  part. 
Pcrfccutors  puniihed  7,  129,  149.  their  fully  14-  com- 
plained of  35.  44,  74,  80,  £3.  deliverance  from  theni 

94.  9^ro- 
Perleverance  138.  m  trials  119,  17th  part. 
Peftilence,  preiervation  in  it  91. 
Piety,  inftruclions  therein  34. 

Pity 'to  th.  jr.     See  charity,  God. 

Pleading  without  repining  39,  1^3.  the  promts  119, 
10th  part. 

Poor,  charity  to  them  15,  37,  41,  it  2. 

Portion  of  faints  and  finners  n,  17,  37. 

Poverty  con feiTed  16. 

Practical  atheifm  14,  36. 

Praife  to  God  fiom  children  8.  for  creation  and  pro- 
vidence .33,  104. to  our  Creator  100.  from  all  crea- 
tures 142. for  eminent  deliverances  34,11 8.  general 
86,  145,  150.  forthe  goipel  98.  for  health  reit 
30,  1 16.  for  hearing  prayer  66,  ioa.  to  Jefus  Chrift 
45.  from  all  nations  1 17.  and  prayer,  public  65.  for 
protection,  grace  and  ti  uth  5  7.  for  providence  and 
grace  36.ro!  rain  65,  147.  from  the  faints  149,  150. 
for  temporal  bleilings  68,  147. 

Prayer  heard  4,  34.  65,  66.  in  time  of  war  20.  and 
hope  of  victory  20.  praife,  public  65.  and  hope  27. 
in  the  church  s  diftrefs  So.  heard,  and  Zion  restor- 
ed ica.  and  praife  for  deliverance  34. 

Prefer ving  grace  138. 

Prefervatioo  in  public  dangers  46,  91,  112.  daily  121.    ? 
*Pride  and  atheifm.  and  oppreilion  punifhed  10.  iz. 
and  death  49. 

Prieilhood  of  Chriit  51,  no. 

Princes  vain  62,  146. 

ProfeiTion  of  fincerity  and  repentance,  &c.  X19,  3d 
part.  139.  falfe  50. 


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INDEX. 

Promifes  and  threatnings  81.  pleaded  119,  10th  part. 

Profperity  dangerous  55,  73. 

I'nofperous  (inners  curfed  37,  49,  73. 

Protection, truth, and  grace  5 7.  by  day  and  night  121. 

Providence, its  wifdom  and  equity  9, And  creation  33. 
135,136.  and  grace  36, 147.  andperfe&ions  of  God 
36.  its  myftery  unfolded  73.  regarded  77^  78,  107. 
in  air,  earth,  and  fea  35,  65,  89,  104,  107,  147. 

Plalm  for  Soldiers  18,  60.  for  old  age  71.  tor  hufband- 
men  65.  for  a  funeral  89,  90.  for  the  Lord  s  day  9  2 
before  prayer  95.  before  fermon  ibid,  for  magis- 
trates ior.for  houfeboldeu  101.  for  mariners  107. 
for  gluttons  and  drunkards  107. 

Public  praiie  for  private  mercies  116,  118.  for  deliv- 
tnce  124.  worihip  attended  on  122.  prayer  and 

mrnt  or  (inners  1,  11,  37. 

QiFICATIONSof  a  Chriftian  15,  24. 
tokening  grace  119,  16th  part. 
"j^  &1N  from  heaven  i^t,  65,  147. 

Recovery  horn  ficknefs  6,  30,  116. 
Relative  duties  15,  133. 
I  d  jufbee  15.  in  words  and  deeds  37. 

ion  34,  78. 
I  i.ee  of  former  deliverances  77,  143. # 

:e,  contefliop,  and  pardon  32.  and  faith  in 
l?3ood  of  Chriit  51. 

•  moved  31,  37. 
nation  39,  123,  131.   - 

.  holy  H9>  15th  part, 
inc  orace  138,  23. 
rreciiqn  and  death  of  Cbrift  2,  16.  of  the  faints 
if).  15,  49,  71.  and  death  49,  yij  89. 
Keverance  in  worfnip  89,  99. 

w,  then-  vanity  49.  compared  with  grace  144. 
Chriit  71. 

S>  iCE  40,  51,  69.  incarnation  of  Chrift  40. 
in  j-ublic  dangers  91.  in  God  61.  and  de- 
ii;'it  k\  f\v,  church  27, 
|aintshappy,ar.d  linnets  curfed  i,  ir,  119,  iflpart.the 


I   N   D    E    X. 

bell  company  1 6.  charaolerifed  15,  24.  dwell  In  hea- 
ven t5,24.puni(hedandfaved  78,io6.God'scareof 

-  them  ]4.rewardarlaft 50,  90,  92. patience&  world's 
hatred  37.  chaftifed,  and  finners  deftroyed  94.  die, 
but  Chriftlives  102.  punched  A-  pardoned  106,1.07. 
afflictions  moderated  125.  judging  the  world  149. 

Salvation  of  faints  10.  and  triumph  18.  and  defence  in 
God .62.  bvChrifr.69,  8.5. 

Sanctified  afflictions  119,  Jail  part  94. 

Satan  fubdued  3,6,  13. 

Scripture  compared  with  nature  19,  ito,  7th  part,  in- 
flrutfion  from  it  119,4th  part,  delight  in  it  119, 
5thand  r8th  parts,  holinefs  and  comfort  from  it  119, 
6th  part,  variety  and  excellency  119,  8th  part. 

Scafons  of  the  year  65,  147. 

Seaman's  fong  107. 

Secret  devotion  119,  ad  part.  34. 

Seeking  God  63,  27. 

Self-examination,  or  evidences  of  grace  26,  139. 

Separate  fouls,  heaven  of  17. 

Si*k  bed  devotion  6,  33,  39, 116. 

Sickaefs  healed  6,  30,  116. 

Signs  ofChriiVs  coming  12,  96,  &C. 

Sin  of  nature  14.  original  and.  actual,  confefTed  and 
pardoned  5L  univerfal  r'4; 

Sincerity  19,  26,  32,  139".  proved  and  rewarded! 8. 
profeiTed  rig,  3d  part. 

Sins  of  the  tongue  12,  34,  50. 

Slander,  deliverance  from  it  3r,  120. 

Souls  in  a  feparate  ftate  T7, 146, 150. 

Spirit  given  at  Chrift's  aiceniion  68.  hie  teac'ilngde- 
firedtrip,  9th  part,  51. 

Spiritual  enemies  overcome  3,  r8, 144.  bleffings  and 
puni'hment  81. 

Spring  of  theyear  65.  :-:fummer  65,1 04.  &  winter  T4". 

Strength,  repentance  and  pardon  prayed  for  38.  of 
grace  138. 

Suhmiffion  123,1  ^r.  to  Chrill  2.  ficknefs  39. 

Sufferings  and  death  of  Chrift  22.  ;ad  kingdom  of 
Chrilt  2,  :,z,  6q,  iro.  ■**<& 


rtandcounfi  .^edai 

,i6}  118. 
3  8  1. 
:  m  -9>  *55>  '  16,  148. 
Times,  evil,  11,12. 

'•  :,9- 
i,  in  the  creatures  vain  62,  146: 

•'nan  as  mortal  39,  89, 144.  of  life  and 

;eance  and  compa^on  68.  againfl  the  enemies 
of  the  church  76,  1  49. 
irdcf  God  wafted  80. 

!  envy  cured  37.  puniflied  95. 
Liveable  God  89,111. 

iinthcchurchii6.ofhoIinefs  119.  i5thpart. 

"f  XTAR,  prayer  in  time  of  it  20.  difappointments 
v  '    therein  60.  victory  1 8.  fpirijual  18, 144. 
ings  of  God  to  his  people  81. 
fulnefs  19,  141-  over  the  tongue  39. 
ler  6c,  107,  135,  147,  14S. 

:'-:  cf  man  14,  36,  jl. 
;  and  iummer  147.  ' 

tnd  equity  of  pi  evidence  9.  of  God  in  his 
works  111. 

ks  of  creation  and  providence  104,  147,  148.  and 
e  1  ;,  33,  111,  135, 136.  good  works  profit  men, 
God  16. 
Id's  hatred  and  faints  patience,  37. 
Worihip  and  order  or  the  iiofpel  48.  delight  in  it  84. 
99,  daily  55,  134, 141.  is  a 
ly  i  33.  public  03.  84, 1:2, 132.  <ablence  from  it  63. 
.  h  and  mercy  from  the  judgment-feat  9. 

1  prudence  39. 
its  citizens  15. 


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